[my brain isn't working]
went 2 study wif prick n tze in prick's church
prick was stunned 2 c me.
hahahaas. coz i was dressed up nicer den wat i normally wear
fer a study session.
it's a pleasant surprise isn't it prick?
wahaha. she kept repeating: "u're so pretty!"
bahahaha. i'm so bhb manz.. but mayb she's rite!
managed 2 study more den i eva did.
which is lyk realie lil?
prepared 2 fail every single subject manz...
went hg mall after tt.
ate dinner in deli while tze watch n pinch my potato gratin.
it's nice! can gif it a try ppl!
delifrance potato gratin! cheezy n potato-ish! haha.
spotted her deli cute guy tt she oogles @ all the time
nt bad looking! mayb i shall oogle wif her nex time
saw smth farnie on the email..
shall post it here den.
+Never Trust an Old Lady+
An old lady gets pulled over for speeding...
Old Lady: Is there a problem, Officer?
Officer: Ma'am, you were speeding.
Old Lady: Oh, I see.
Officer: Can I see your license please?
Old Lady: I'd give it to you but I don't have one.
Officer: Don't have one?
Old Lady: Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.
Officer: I see ... Can I see your vehicle registration papers, please?
Old Lady: I can't do that.
Officer: Why not?
Old Lady: I stole this car.
Officer: Stole it?
Old Lady: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.
Officer: You what?
Old Lady: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to
see.
The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls
for back up.Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car.A senior officer
slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.
Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please!
The woman steps out of her vehicle.
Old Lady: Is there a problem sir?
Officer 2: One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and
murdered the owner.
Old Lady: Murdered the owner?
Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.
The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am?
Old Lady: Yes, here are the registration papers. The officer is quite
stunned.
Officer 2: One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving
license.
The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it
to the officer.
The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.
Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a
license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the
owner.
Old Lady: Bet the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too.
funny rite? hahahaas. here's another one:
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take
it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on
someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten
to make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying, "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Andrew. Could I please speak with Robin
Carter?"
Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that
anyone could be so rude.
I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. I had transposed
the last two digits of her phone number. After hanging up with her, I
decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an ass hole!"
and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word 'ass hole' next to it, and put it
in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a
really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an ass hole!" It always
cheered me up.
When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'ass hole'
calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is
John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're
familiar with the Caller ID program?"
He yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down.
I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an ass hole!"
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for
the spot.
The idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car window
..so, I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first ass hole, (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW ass hole, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?" "Yes, it is."
"Can you tell me where I can see it?"
"Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front"
"What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Don Hansen," he said.
"When's a good time to catch you, Don?" "I'm home every evening after
five."
"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
"Yes?"
"Don, you're an ass hole." Then I hung up, and added his number to my
speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two ass holes to call. But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be.
So, I came up with an idea. I called Ass hole #1. "Hello."
"You're an ass hole!" (But I didn't hang up.)
"Are you still there?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Stop calling me," he screamed.
"Make me," I said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"My name is Don Hansen."
"Yeah? Where do you live?"
"Ass hole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house, with my
black beamer parked in front."
He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start
saying your prayers."
I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, ass hole."
Then I called Ass hole #2.
"Hello?" he said.
"Hello, ass hole," I said.
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."
"You'll what?" I said.
"I'll kick your ass," he exclaimed.
I answered, "Well, ass hole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right
now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 34th
Street. I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street.
There I saw two ass holes beating the crap out of each other in front of
six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.
NOW, I feel better
tt is sooo farnie! hahahhaa.
i think i almoz luff off the chair.
yveie says she's coming back 2 spore fer a mth!!!!!
oh man! i can't wait 2 c her again!!!!!
it has been sooo long. 3/4 yrs??
been enjoying urself too much in hk arh?
but she's coming back n it calls fer a celebration!!!
hahaha. i'm in a terribly gd mood now.
thx 2 her!!!!!! realie miss u gal!!!