lol...they poop fuel.
Man, Kelly Clarkson is almost made entirely of lard now, good for her.
I wonder if I dated her if she would buy me a Ferrari. Probably not.
Cheapass Kelly Clarkson.
Also, this weekend (probably until Monday due to the long weekend) I will not have accessoroos to a computer, so it would be cool if one of you chaps could check WTG once or twice. There was this Piro guy for awhile, but then he left forever and is still a mod for some reason, but that is the style it seems.
Oh, back to my point, I'm going to spend this weekend being a "that-guy" camping douche. I'm going to take pictures of my transformation from or well, to more..of a douchebag. My friend and I have decided we're going to get two 28 bottle cases of beer, Vodka, and wine coolers. So I can have that douchebaggy beer-in-hand-at-all-times superdouche look. I'm going to buy styling gel to make my hair all high and douchey, and I'm going to buy a wifebeater and one of those shirts that have the horizontal stripes. Also, those big dump fucking asshole sunglasses people wear all the time now. Oh, and shorts that are way to damn long to be actual shorts...and one of those stupid wilderness hats.
I'm going to get most of this shit at Wal-Mart so it doesn't cost me much, but I'm interested in seeing how much fun I can have as a completely douchebag. Also, I'm usually quiet..and I bide my time during a conversation, waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a sweet one liner..I'm just going to run my face off about all kinds of dumb shit this weekend, to anyone that will listen. Speaking of which, apparently today a bank was evacuated when someone thought they smelled a gas leak, I heard about this at the mall...and it turned out it was just somebody that wore too much cologne. Then the guy on the radio was like "I wonder what kind of cologne that was" and I screamed "SEX PANTHER!"..I lol'd
So yeah, there is my weekend plan. Drunken douchebaggery and sex with teenage girls.
What else is super douchebaggy........fuck, sandals. I'll put that in the "maybe" pile. Also, just to show you how seriously I'm committed to being a douchebag, I'm going to pop the collar on the horizontal stripped shirt. It's going to be hard to look in the mirror and not punch myself in the face.