Monday, May 30, 2011

Drain cleaner (recovered from Xanga)

Well, I finaly fucking did it...I washed myself useing steel wool. It hurt like hell untill the nerve endings in my skin died. That was a bitch, and now I've got a lot of blood and hair clogging up my drain. Its gonna take me at least an hour to convince the plumber that I didn't kill someone. God that dude is such a pussy. Last time I had him over here, the time I lit our sacrifice on fire and through it in the tub unawares that Boreka had filled it up with tequila jello shots, he nearly fainted when he saw the bathroom. It was ridiculous! The man was acting like he had never seen a drunk viking nawing on a chared goat before.

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