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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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7/16/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Me Quiero Taco Bell!"
Wise words of Jered, “I hate golf!”
Mission of the Day #92: Eat some Horny Goat Weed!”.
Beginning of the weeks are always dull, and now that I supposedly work all week, it sucks even more. Just another week of getting beat up by little kids and having them stare at me as if I'm just one big statue. Last week's basketball camp was fun, yet at the end of the day I just wanna collapse and sleep, but sleeping is for the week.
You know me...I gotta close out the day with a good round of golf. This time it would be that more interesting since we had a group of four, and that means betting. I teamed up with my partner Luke, and we opposed Weaver and the other Dustin. We played for dinner, and from the start Luke and I had much confidence. We just won't and will not lose! A shaky slow start, turned into a kick ass back nine, and we got into the heads of the other two beating them by eight strokes. Loooossssseeeeerrrrrssss!!!
7/15/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Jennifer has diarrhea!"
Wise words of Jered, “So you were fucking a retard!”
Mission of the Day #91: Slap Hersh in the ass!”.
Sunday Sunday Sunday...nothing else beats getting waken up in the mourn by a damn Asian named Squincy calling your cell phone..asking to workout..arghhhhh. Anyways..after the early bird workout, me, Luke, Squincy, and my lil bro went out to the Valley for some good ole' fashion store hoppin! We went to the Valley Indoor Swap Meet where there's always bargains waiting to happen. Although it is not on the highest security level, things are so called "borrowed" left and right. You can't really argue with five finger discounts, it's too good of a deal now a days. So after walking up and down the aisles, it got to a point where the people seemed to be keeping an eye on us more and more, so we boned out. Eventually we made it to Fry's where just everyone always is, it's like some big gathering of hundreds of people. Walking around making noises just annoys people, yet we kept doing it all over the store. The greatest part of the day was looking at the DVD Porn, and having this guy that looked like he was from Scary Movie 2..you know the guy with the little scrotum sized hand..giving us a lecture of how it is sorted and then messed up. While Luke was missing in action, he finally showed up with a wheelchair. As we walked and he wheeled, I found this kareoke machine. Turning it up full blast, I started singing some Backstreet Boys, and then we told Luke too fall back in his wheelchair in front of people. Well the stupid numbnuts falls back right in front of an employee, who then in returns calls security, talking about maniacs singing loud on the speakers..me, and someone in a wheelchair...Luke. I guess that called for the end of the day for us, so we headed back. Adventures with no goal are always amusing.
A possibly future Playboy Playmate was in my house tonight, and she does have the looks..I can tell yah that. We are now friends, so possibly when she hits the centerfold..boo yah I will have an autographed copy. Love yah much sweetie!!! At least I know how to spell your name now.
Sorry Elizabeth...I thought you really did have a nipple ring...oooopppssss!!!
7/14/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Nice Tat Alison!"
Wise words of Quincy, “This guy put a straw down his penis and......!”
Mission of the Day #90: Put a crab down Alison's pants!”.
Coolest thing ever!!! At the Northridge Mall I was shopping and looking, yet nothing ever catches my eye. Until today....their was a crowd of people around these two machines. Their was water jets spraying on something, and there were people in this contraption. I had to try it...it's called the Aqua Massage. It's a controlled device in which you lay face down ass up..that's the way we like too fuuuuu...and this kinda sun tanning top comes down on you. The top device has a tarp bottom to collect the water, with jets spraying constantly. The machine starts and depending on the ammount of water pressure, you get the most relaxing and refreshing massage ever. Coming up your body it is a throbbing jet, and down your body is a constant stream...oh man its sweet. So thank me later!
Got my new Gonzaga hat...ohhhhh yeahhhhhh!!!
Saturday nights have slowed down as of late...but hey, I make the most of my nights. My Saturday night consisted of capturing a crab, measuring parts of body parts, tattooing weird pictures on beautiful girls backs, fly swatting girls asses, and chillen. Unfortunately one of the girls were embarrased as her parents managed to dis her in front of me. I found it kinda amusing, but I know she wanted to pout inside. Yet again, these girls wanna get tattoo's on their toes, and welp if the average person doesn't know, toes are small and mostly covered with shoes. Idiots!!! The whole night was damn fun but tiring since I had no sleep the night before..love yah girls!!!
7/13/01
Wise words of Deezy, “I want my dollar back!"
Wise words of Some Guy, “Give me ten dollars and I'll slap her ass!”
Mission of the Day #89: Step on a Crack!”.
Friday the Thirteenth...a day of bad luck usually, yet on the other hand, just another typical day of shit. While you sit at home and preach that the evil 13th curse could hit you, I just go about life, because usual the 13th is a good day for me. Where did this whole Friday the 13th originate, because if it just some average Joe that was drunk and decided to make-up a day of bad luck, well I'm gunna do the damn same. Every Sunday the 11th will be Dustin Day, and although I haven't come up with plans for what happens on that special day, when the day comes about, you will know what to do. So if you have any ideas, just let me know. For now just don't step on any cracks because you could break your mothers back, which in some case people want to happen.
Once again a party is broken up by the Five-O and people scatter to find a spot to dwell. Yet the night turned into the Fight Club, as a couple groups wanted to throw down with other groups. Our group travelled spot to spot trying to find the perfect conditions for fighting. As we arrived to that certain place, the one condition that lacked was anger, as people lost their fighting fury for every place we ended up. Eventually the batting cages was the final place, as two skeeezzzaaas wanted to brawl, but of course they end up chatting, hugging and kissing to make up, cock-sucking penis, arghhhhhhh!!! Total dissapointment for you two!