On a side note: there was some kind of sports thing today (I think football? that’s the one that’s similar to Rugby or something, right?) and I sold my body like the filthy whore I am to wear an endorsement on my head just so I’d have an excuse to play with temporary tattoos.
The cool thing about temporary tattoos are that they’te temporary.
The cool thing about sports is nothing. Sports are for stoopids.
I’m told my head-team lost anyway. Georgia or something. ya. eff em. I’m glad. Idontevencare. I’m a badass. I wear tattoos. on my freakin FACE. and not bullshit ones like a swastika–Bindi or a tramp stamp on my face. I adorn COOL shit on my nogz (that’s my new street term for “noggin”. get used to it, cuz it’s about to blow up) like sports helmets from teams I’ve never heard of.
Am I a badass? Some say yes. Others say definitely yes. Me? I just do my thing, yo… I just do my mutha floopin thannnng.
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