Today while uploading a video to YouTube for all you f*ckers, I was greeted with the message you see in the picture below….. If only Google knew how I LOVE to talk….! Huge mistake, Google. Ha Ha Ha! 🙂
That’s it. I’m just horny.
Someone just messaged me and asked me why, if I’m not bound by FB’s ridiculous rules, am I still editing my f*cking blogs and manually silencing-out my words on video…. I guess it’s because I like to keep text life and video life in sync. <——–Kidding. Actually, I started doing that 15 years ago when my Niece was born, so that by the time she was old enough to understand words, I’d be f*cking good at not swearing in front of her (meanwhile, my Sister talks like a filthy slut in front of her… it’s true…… and she is). And then, in videos I knew I’d send to my Mom for the family I would purposely do the same. It got to be where I didn’t have to think about it, I just automatically did it (kinda’ like straightening out my thick (he he, I said “thick”) Jersey accent. I’d have to be drunk to do either, and I don’t drink, so they are a sure-thing (kind of like all of your Mothers).
Swearing like crazy the other day in the video blog just kind of felt wrong. It felt almost unnatural, as fun as it was. So, enjoy that one, because I won’t say bad words anymore. It’s just as sinful as homosexuality and eating shrimps or crabs or whatever the Hell the Bible says is wrong. So, No more swearing. You’re just going to have to call me on the phone if you want to hear me swear. Being the “Self-(Bleeping) B*stard” doesn’t work over the phone, it just makes it sound like I’m on AT&T. That’s right- I said it. AT&T sucks my nut-sack. <——- I didn’t asterisk out that because really, there’s no bad words in that…..
Speaking of the Bible, does anyone really read that POS? It was hands down the worst AND funniest book I’ve ever read. Seriously- if you all want a good laugh, read “The Way”. Cracked. Us. Up. (and by “us” I mean the girl I was sinning with at the time. We took a break from 4 different sins to read some of it. Hilarious.
Yaaaaah! The Mexican guy I hired for 1 Peso is all done painting! Now to trash the walls!
I am laying in bed blogging about having to pee but not wanting to get out of bed. Why? Why would I tell the world this? Who cares if I have to pee so bad I can taste it? Who cares that it’s so cold in my house that my d*ck is ‘prolly an innie right now?
Should I just pee in my bed? Would that be so wrong?
F*ck it, I’m going back to sleep.
I’m going to bed early tonight. My b*tch *ss got up at 6:30 AM this morning. So, I’m hoping that as an award for all my hard work today (turned 2 tricks and gave a homeless guy a freebie) I can have a sex dream tonight- a good one (which means no Asians).