9.11.05

Go home and eat your cheese, Riise.

Nothing against Riise. It's just that he looks like someone who loves to eat cheese. That's why he's so strong and healthy and fast and can only kick a ball with his left foot. And with the reports of a possible takeover by Kraft, I think Riise would be totally wetting his pants already now, in joy of course. Pretty exciting times ahead eh, John? Yes, I know professional football players on a first name basis. Are you impressed?

Please say YES. That'll boost my ego. Thanks.

Oh now I know why I picked on Riise!! It bloody rhymes, ma. Well, it rhymes if you read it wrongly. Cheese and Riise. Riis. Cheese, Riis.

Now you must be wondering; "What the bloody hell has this guy been smoking lately?", right?

Answer : Nothing. I don't smoke, I don't do drugs, I don't drink, I don't party. I'm fucking hardcore straight edge, buddy!! Remember straight edge? With X marks on both hands, I rock to Fugazi (is that sXe?), while I enjoy my freshly grown organic salad for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I eat leaves! How hardcore's that?

I'm really full of ideas right now, but I won't type anymore today. I've typed long enough. Now it's time for you good readers to holla back, yo!! I ain't sayin' she a gold digga. Fuck man, that song's stuck in my head.

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