I didn’t read this but figured I’d post it for the sake of posting it. In the even you haven’t noticed I have been pretty lazy the last week. I am trying to figure out the best way to make myself famous and I figured sleeping on the couch in the afternoon and frequenting seedy bars until 4 am every night is probably not going to get me there, but it will make me forget that I have pretty much done al lthat I can with this site. Reaily is I am not giving this shit up but I am taking up drinking again. It’s a solid coping mechanism. Speaking of coping, good luck coping with MUNG’s obvious attempt at ripping up my style and for the record I don’t support teasing successful people who die from cancer…but I can only assume MUNG doesn’t mind because he’s a hack. Speaking of hack, here’s some more Lohan, these pics are from some event on wednesday night.

I have decided that Sunday nights are pretty good nights. Not early Sunday night, but late Sunday night around 8:00PM. This is usually when my coke hangover wears off and my body sorta feels normal again. After punishing my liver and the rest of my internal organs the night before I usually wake up in the morning and feel like roadkill, but eventually it wears off around 8PM on Sunday and all is good with the world again. This is usually when I will lay on the couch in my soiled jogging pants and my “#1 Jew” t-shirt that I picked up at Value Village and start reassessing my life while I watch TV. I think about what my life could have been, and what could have happened if I had some dreams or inspirations, and then all of a sudden a ticking watch comes up on the screen and out of nowhere an elderly pale black man with white hair and an earring is interviewing a 24 year old heroin addicted, alcoholic prostitute. Then I smile and realize that my life isn’t all that bad….I could be an eldrely pale black man with white hair and an earring.

Here’s to you Ed Bradley, for making my Sunday hangovers tolerable. 60 Minutes won’t be the same without you and neither will my hangover

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I didn’t read this but figured I’d post it for the sake of posting it. In the even you haven’t noticed I have been pretty lazy the last week. I am trying to figure out the best way to make myself famous and I figured sleeping on the couch in the afternoon and frequenting seedy bars until 4 am every night is probably not going to get me there, but it will make me forget that I have pretty much done al lthat I can with this site. Reaily is I am not giving this shit up but I am taking up drinking again. It’s a solid coping mechanism. Speaking of coping, good luck coping with MUNG’s obvious attempt at ripping up my style and for the record I don’t support teasing successful people who die from cancer…but I can only assume MUNG doesn’t mind because he’s a hack. Speaking of hack, here’s some more Lohan, these pics are from some event on wednesday night.

I have decided that Sunday nights are pretty good nights. Not early Sunday night, but late Sunday night around 8:00PM. This is usually when my coke hangover wears off and my body sorta feels normal again. After punishing my liver and the rest of my internal organs the night before I usually wake up in the morning and feel like roadkill, but eventually it wears off around 8PM on Sunday and all is good with the world again. This is usually when I will lay on the couch in my soiled jogging pants and my “#1 Jew” t-shirt that I picked up at Value Village and start reassessing my life while I watch TV. I think about what my life could have been, and what could have happened if I had some dreams or inspirations, and then all of a sudden a ticking watch comes up on the screen and out of nowhere an elderly pale black man with white hair and an earring is interviewing a 24 year old heroin addicted, alcoholic prostitute. Then I smile and realize that my life isn’t all that bad….I could be an eldrely pale black man with white hair and an earring.

Here’s to you Ed Bradley, for making my Sunday hangovers tolerable. 60 Minutes won’t be the same without you and neither will my hangover

More of Lohan Now…..

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I just went to a sandwich place to get a sandwich because I like sandwiches. I think it’s got something to do with not being allowed to eat sandwiches as a kid because my mom was more into breast feeding me until she died when I was 12. I guess it was cheaper for her considering in the latter part of her life she was pregnant every year and the babies always seemed to disappear, I assume she sold them or some shit, which always made me nervous, knowing that somewhere out there, my 10 brother’s or sisters were running around. I never felt comfortable slamming a mexican/half mexican girl and I don’t think I ever will, because unlike you I don’t get off to the thought of fucking my blood. I guess impotency prevents incest. Either way, this woman in front of me at the sandwich place made the sandwich artist pull out the roast beef for her to inspect before ordering. I thought that was weird, but not as weird as the bitch who ordered an egg nog latte with nutmeg at starbucks but only because egg nog at 11 am is a vile thought. Speaking of roast beef and vile thoughts here are some pics of….LOHAN. Cuddles.

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I just took public transportation… I never take public transportation…not because I am too rich and luxurious for public transportation….especially since I had to borrow my fare from the local drunk who I bumped into on my way to the station. The main reason I never use public transportation is because I got no where to go and if I did have somewhere to go, I would rather not go there while being rammed into a train with old people, ugly people, crazy people, curry smelling immigrants and poor people. It’s not I think I am abovbe them, it’s that I am disgusted by them.

Speaking of disgusted by public transport, I gave the dude in the kiosk my $4.00 to get on the train, only after hearing dude ask the maintenance man for more toilet paper for what’s got to be the grimiest bathroom. So when dude handed me my $1.50 change with his shit covered hands from running out of toilet paper a few minutes earlier in what has to be the grimiest bathroom around, I took it with a smile, I am in no position to walk away from my shit covered change but with that I was…now all I smell is the shit radiating out of my pocket from where my money is, but just remember thed I haven’t changed my underwear this week.

Speaking of shit, here’s some pics of Brittany Murphey pretending she’s not a piece of shit….

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I just woke up…so I literally slept on this one…I can’t this player to work so click this link GO

It’s not officially her, but I know it’s K-Fed…I’d recognize that cunt anywhere…..

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I went out to a country music event last night where one of the 75 year old hillbilly’s fainted. I was scared that he died, but he got back up and played another song about 30 minutes later. I woke up at 7 am to go to a sleep specialist because I was told I have sleep apnea. When I got there, I found out that the machine costs 500 dollars to rent for a week, and 2000 dollars to buy. Needless to say I had to leave the sleep apnea clinic with my poverty between my legs and coffee all over my shirt and here are my stepLINKS….

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