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Life through the eyes of the tall one they call BigFoot
Look at my tall goofy ass on my WEBCAM.
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4/20/01
Wise words of Allen, “Andrea, keep your eye on the ball!"
Wise words of CongerKing, “Why do so much work and try to be successful when you can just win the lottery and get fat!"
Wise words of Deezy, “I'll sock you in your grill!“
Mission of the Day #8: Read up on the sex book Kama Sutra, get a blow up doll, and perform the sexual acts in the middle of your local mall.
Simple things go to show that people in our society are steroeotypical, and so quick to label others. Example....lets say that your in a public place with a couple of your buddies, and you see a guy with his legs crossed, but in this case he has his whole leg over the other, not how a man is suppose to cross his legs with just the ankle over the other leg. One of your buddies says, dude look...that guy is gay, look how he crosses his legs. Your buddy is a stereotypical sarcastabitch and a profiler. Come on maybe the guy is lazy, but then again when a man crosses his legs as a women should, oh boy does it hurt the bits and pieces, and by that I mean the nut sack. These people make our society worth flushing down the toilet with all the toilet paper, cloggin the son of a bitch, and causing their savior Dustin a.k.a. the butt crack plumber to save it, it meaning society. Some things will never change.
Todays date signifies the day where all the druggies unite in an all out bowl smoking day, oh yeah throw dem bows'!!!
Today before the devastating rains, a couple of us went up in Indian Hills to do some agressive cardboard sliding down eighty degree hills, and well if you don’t believe me on my geometry, go check it out for yourself beeaaaaatch. So anyways, we take pieces of cardboard and whatever we can get our filthy hands on, and use it as a slide down the hill, it’s a killer rush. We are going to build an awesome contraption to fit a grip of people in, so we all can team slide down that huge mountain. Even though it costs a couple of bruises and cuts and scrapes, and for me...allergies, it’s all worth it. If you are interesting in extreme agressive cardboard sliding, talk to me or Luke.
The Penis Toes quote for the day, “Arghghghghhghgggg” (Like Chewbaka sounds).
4/19/01
Wise words of Marky Mark, “ Life is like a shit sandwich, every day is another bite!"
Wise words of Deezy, “Duff Man can‘t breathe, Oh Yeahhhh!"
Wise words of Mike #2, “Damn and Shit!“
Mission of the Day #7: Drink a gallon of milk in under an hour.
I have many memories of travelling over the summer for basketball, especially wondering around LAX in the wee hours of the day waiting for my flights that were delayed a billion times. Nothing is better then staring at certain people while they wait in agony for their flight to come in. While I sit in my chair eating my Mickey-D’s my conscience goes insane as I just want to yell out something like, Oh my god there’s a bomb, or sumptin like that to see what terror I cause. If any C.I.A. agents are reading this....I don’t want to do that, it’s just a deep though, so don’t come knocking down my door trying to arrest me for terrorist threats. Another thing I find interesting at LAX is all the magazines, because everyone seems to at least have one, and the most popular magazine I see people readin....Playboy. No joke, I see a grip of people, men and women actually who read Playboy, I guess after you hit twenty-five you don’t need the magazine of self-pleasure, instead you start to read about Wendy Whoppers and her day at the Naked Car Wash. I will indeed miss travelling every other week, but then again in college I think it’ll be even more plane rides.
Yesterday was another day to relax as our camping trip was cut short. I tried to make the most of the day by laying around the house being lazy, trying to catch up on sleep. Most of the day I chilled with the beautiful girls Bonequesha, Danimal, and Elio 23. Where as I’ve come to the fact that they are some of the craziest, yet funniest girls I know. They had lots of fun with my webcam, as they would take pictures then label them with there own silly-fresh comments. The best picture of the day was their three-way kiss, with me giving the thumbs up in the backround, oh yeah. Duff-Man can’t breathe, ohhhh yeahhhh!!! I enjoyed myself quite well, and so did they.
Tetris-Fever seems to be sweeping all my friends as the last couple days I’ve had some chill back parties, and all night the game remained on. I was surprised as the girls played all night, and some actually got pretty good at it, yet not as good as I. A couple of the girls say that they play the game because it is sexual, in what way I have no clue. I just say that these girls are cracked up and envy the Penis Toes.
The Penis Toes finally got all the mustard off them from the camping trip.
4/18/01
Wise words of Liza, “Liza wants to piss on my forehead!"
Wise words of Christina, “Don‘t touch my pee-pee!"
Wise words of Dani, “I don‘t really have one!“
Well my crazed dingos, the camping trip that was too last a good four days, only lasted less then twenty two hours total. The reasons are because Mr. and Mrs. Smokey the jerk Bear rangers kicked our asses on out. The funny thing about them giving us the boot was we were also banned from all California State Beaches the rest of the day, so if we were too lay upon any other beach and they happen to catch us which wouldn’t happen, we would get in some deep shit. Yet during our less then a day camping trip, we packed as much fun as we could into it. We found our nice little site, and began to unload all our gear. Setting up the tents was just like out of a movie, there’s always the one person who sets their tent up in like six seconds and then another group that takes a good hour. So anyways after we pitched our tents, we unloaded all our supplies and what not, and relaxed. Eventually we got the fire going, and that was the place to chill back, as it was a bit nipply at night. I grubbed everything in site, but nothing was better then Dani’s grilled burgers, she cooked all night, and eventually in the mourn. If it wasn’t for her I think that we would starve, but then again we could’ve eaten shrubbery or even the dirt if it came to it. So all was well, we was eaten, sittin by the fire, and just plain out having good ole’ chatting times. So blah blah blah later, we go to the beach around ten at night, climb the rocks and relax on the testicle freezing beach. We get back and eventually are tired out burger eaten asses went to the tents. Although it was warm in the tents, the mosquitos and rocky ground made it an unpleasant enviorment. I was bitten on my back and had the blood sucked outta me, and now I suffer from Malaria, and once again please if you see me wondering around on the steets, throw change at me for my foundation. During the night, I was waken up by a fight that broke out next door to us, by of course who else but some Royal and Simi people. I just don’t get it, all of us try to get outta Simi to enjoy serene peace, yet once again fighting enrages by our own people, god damn it nipple bitter. So as I’m waken up and go to check out the scene, we hear of what else happened to our site while we were sleeping. It comes to my attention that others who had accompanied us, had actually got all our tae-bo taken from us. So in our awe, we eventually fell back asleep, and slept till the early dawn of the mourn. We woke up to quiteness, burgers, and grogginess as all of us chatted about Mr. Skor puking the night before. It was bad because this huge linebacker puked on himself and all over our tent, or actually his tent. So we all once again relaxed in the wee hours of the mourn by the fire pit that was fireless at the moment, eating Dani’s burgers. Then all hell sorta broke loose, as Joe broke out the eggs. The girls thought one couldn’t bust an egg with one’s hands, yet Joe proved them wrong. Then I did the same, and had Joe throw an egg in the air while I jumped up and hit it with my head. I was yoked all over the place, but it was for shits and giggles. Then the cheez-it throwing session began, and the shot of the day goes to Luke hitting Allen in the head, whereas the whole competition came to a halt. Once again the egg-cracking session came back as Luke did something to me in which I can’t remember what. So I busted an egg in his face, and ohhhh man did the games begin. All of a sudden the egg-wars began, yet one girl inparticular, whom we will call Kikey-Pokey, thought it was funny to spray mustard all over me. WARNING!!! Don’t ever do anything of the sort, as I will go buckwild. So I got a good three to four eggs and smashed them all over Kikey-Pokey, and ohhh man it was a blatent mess. I was now a human omelet, and everybody wanted to eat me, like the State-Puff Marshmallow Man. Yet all our fun came to a cruel stop as Mr. and Mrs. Smokey the fagbar Rangers came by to stop our fun. While it was a long story that could be told at a later time for those of you who are interested, they ended up kicking us out of the camp site. Damn beeeeeeetchhhhes, they killed our trip, akachoooooo to that damn beatch. Life does go as we all brought the camp site to my house, and cooked more burgers here and watched movies all night, it was an extravagant experience, except for the green shits I have, because of the un-cooked burgers and the green ketchup. We all had a great time and it all was g double o d good!!!
My Penis Toes were burnt to a crisp as they got to close to the fire and really have hurt feelers.
4/17/01
Sorry my family, friends, and fans for I, the great Dustin, am going on a little vacation, therefore won't be around any technological advanced device as a computer. With this context I will not be able to write any entries, but I will keep a day log while I'm beach camping and update when I get back. I've stayed true to writing entries everyday, and I bless all you who read it everyday, yet I explained in the first entry that every once in a while I wouldn't be able to write due to circumstances as these. Yet again you will have to wait for Dustin, for I am God. Too all my followers, the propaganda will be spread soon, so until then adios amigos!!!