Saturday, July 09, 2005
I knew this...
I am full of shit.
At least that is what I have been told. I tend to believe it though. Hell, I revel in it. Especially when I am told by someone who I am making laugh. I like that. I would like to do that for a living. I think making people laugh is a noble profession. I would like to make them think while they are laughing. Just a little bit. Those are usually the best kinds of laughs, the ones that make you realize how some things are taken way too seriously.
I mean sometimes the only way to get away from the horrors of the world is to laugh. Other times there is no escape. Like in London yesterday. What a bunch of cowards those who did it are. (That is assuming it wasn't the French over losing the Olympics. A joke--its a joke.) They bomb inocent people on their way to work and then don't even have the balls to stand up and say, "Hey yeah we did it, what you gonna do about it?" Bomb your sorry asses back to the crappy desert you came from.
Ok, this is the part where I say, "Well, we can't confirm or deny...blah blah blah." If the people who did this don't have at least one person among them named Akmed or Mohammed, I would be damned surprised. And I don't surprise easily. But I don't really want to talk about that right now.
What I do want to talk about is...uh...damn. I lost my train of thought. Oh, yeah I know. I am gonna talk about going home because I am tired and have to get up and come back to this damn casino in like 9 hours and by the time I get home it might be like 8 hours and then I got to get up by at least 530 so that will actually be like 5 and a half hours and that gives me no time to jerk off or do anything fun and hell, I might not even get to post this damn entry until tomorrow night so that it will no longer be relevent if it ever was. Ok, now I am fucking pissed! I will see you Laterzzz....
At least that is what I have been told. I tend to believe it though. Hell, I revel in it. Especially when I am told by someone who I am making laugh. I like that. I would like to do that for a living. I think making people laugh is a noble profession. I would like to make them think while they are laughing. Just a little bit. Those are usually the best kinds of laughs, the ones that make you realize how some things are taken way too seriously.
I mean sometimes the only way to get away from the horrors of the world is to laugh. Other times there is no escape. Like in London yesterday. What a bunch of cowards those who did it are. (That is assuming it wasn't the French over losing the Olympics. A joke--its a joke.) They bomb inocent people on their way to work and then don't even have the balls to stand up and say, "Hey yeah we did it, what you gonna do about it?" Bomb your sorry asses back to the crappy desert you came from.
Ok, this is the part where I say, "Well, we can't confirm or deny...blah blah blah." If the people who did this don't have at least one person among them named Akmed or Mohammed, I would be damned surprised. And I don't surprise easily. But I don't really want to talk about that right now.
What I do want to talk about is...uh...damn. I lost my train of thought. Oh, yeah I know. I am gonna talk about going home because I am tired and have to get up and come back to this damn casino in like 9 hours and by the time I get home it might be like 8 hours and then I got to get up by at least 530 so that will actually be like 5 and a half hours and that gives me no time to jerk off or do anything fun and hell, I might not even get to post this damn entry until tomorrow night so that it will no longer be relevent if it ever was. Ok, now I am fucking pissed! I will see you Laterzzz....
// posted by Biff Manly @ 6:21 PM 
