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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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7/31/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Happy birthday Quincy VuTang Pie!"
Wise words of Katie, “Yes I'm a skeezzzzaaa!”
Mission of the Day #107: If my shoes aren't delivered tommorow, raise havok on a skeeezzaa to be named tommorow!”.
Practically after no sleep at all, no bullshit, no sleep at all, I had to work at the damn basketball camp, arghhhhhh. The most lackadaisical day ever, as I just didn't want to do anything, but sleep. Eventually as camp lasted forever, I got a chance to come down and lay down. Only to sleep for five minutes due to a doctors appointment which ruined my day. Blah blah blah
Someone has e-mailed me a very funny story which I will post: When we were hangin at the TGIF (after the red onion closed, get laid%=60) we got tired of the snotty cockteases, so we all went to bob's classy lady, as soon as i entered a beautiful topless blond asked me if i needed a drink, acting like she loves me (unlike most bitches), i realized i had found my HOME!! Ginger lynn, then the biggest porno star was there naked on the runway, it was all good, my first lapdance......we went back to tgif and we became the cuntteases.... moral of the story......never where underwear if yazall's goin to get a lapdance!
Today I just don't feel like writing too much because I slept forever, and sweated in my hot room, and it drained all my energy although I did eat a powerbar, which is shit because it didn't regain my power.
7/30/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Rapist go bye bye!"
Wise words of Simi Rapist, “That is not my semen!”
Mission of the Day #106: Become the new Simi Rapist!”.
Simi Valley is now safer...because the one they call the rapist is now exterminated supposedly. The damn comic truth about this is...the party we were at was five houses away from where the Simi rapist lived, now that's some scary shit. Television crews were set up all day around the neighborhood, and well there was just too much excitement going on around there.
A thanks goes out to Little Alison who took my lollypop outta my mouth, would suck on it, and if she dropped it would put it back in my mouth without me knowing, except for the little pieces of grass stuck on it, arghhhhh.
We all experience different feelings and emotions, yet certain generic things can alter your evening to make it terrific. Kinda hard to explain being a new legal adult, but our surprise party for the birthday girls Catrina and Laura went as planned, except for them showing up so damn late. A few of us were tipsy in ways only we could imagine, but until the damn police came threatening, then our senses had to be 100% to bone outta there. Onto the normal party get away, Del Taco, in which we stood around talking for thirty minutes doing nothing. Seriously I believe we should just have everyone meet at like Del Taco and have a party, cuz we always end up there. Some more sad news...the dog didn't die from Lukes planned death, but the dog is kinda funny in a way, so I'm growing to not hate it. Fight of the night goes to Cope and a girl, in which she wanted a piece and wouldn't give up, yet got beat down and submissioned ten times in as many minutes.
Time to start another basketball camp of kids running a muck and going crazy for no apparant reason. A little more difficult since I'm like the only high-schooler that's a counselor, but I make due indeed. Really there's nothing to be said about the camp, except I'm making a grip of money and get a personal pan pizza at lunch, yummy yummy.
7/29/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Shut up you damn little ten year olds!"
Wise words of Skeezzzers, “Borderline was fun tonight!”
Mission of the Day #105: Go to Norway...just to say you did!”.
So I've come to the conclusion that although my dog is funny, it can also be called a complete retard. This answer comes from the slut mut's fixation with lights and reflections. All day it stays in my room and chases the lights that reflect off a birthday balloon I recieved. While it won't stop, I seriously think it either has a problem or is dumb, in which both conclusions are negative. Therefore no positive comes out of the situation, and I don't know what too do.
As my older brother planned to have a barbeque in the evening, Skor decides to do the same thing, why I don't know. So we cook our burgers, ribs, and whatnot and grub. Before I got there, it seems as if Luke somehow got a whole slice of a rib taken away from him by the little pooch at Skors house. As Zach tried to wrestle it away, he got bitten, hahah, and then the dog finally swallowed. They called up the Vet Clinic and said the dog could die, but the chances are slim. Poor fella!!! Well anyways, the whole evening went great, and the spa was finally working yet it was freaking 130 degrees...just a tad too hot for me. Finally Zach and I sacked up and went in...quite pussies are everyone else. Except for losing my cell phone and finding it hours later, it was all good.
Toodaloo to Allen who made us pick up his sister and her friends all the way at Borderline. First we find the young little skeezzzaaass, and then they just constantly talk and talk our heads off. Although I pissed them off severely by doing idiotic things, still they were quite annoying, and cheap to that degree. We pull into Taco Bell and meet these guys from Norway who wanted food, yet had no car as the place was closed and don't except walk-by's. We bought there food, but from the girls we got like five dollars for fifteen dollars of food, arghhhh!!! After driving for a good hour picking up and dropping off the dumb skeeezzzaaass we made it back. Long night indeed!
7/28/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Big Pimping in Regal!"
Wise words of Klenck, “I killed four little girls!”
Mission of the Day #104: Find a way to get rid of Jennifers little sister!”.
Today was pretty much an off day as not much went on, and since my parents were gone away with the vehicles, I couldn't really go anywhere. The only fun thing at night was Jenn Hersh's birthday party, in which it turned into an all out foam noodle party. If you know what those foam things that float in your pool are, you know those long noodle multi-colored looking things, well we ripped them apart into throwing devices and bombed on everyone. It got too a point where it was guys vs. girls, which totally favored us guys, and the girls just yelled, but we continued to nail them. A sorry goes out to Emily, whom trusted me not to splash her while looking at my tattoos, yet what have we learned in this world?? Trust no one, as me and Cope splashed her with water. By word of Jennifer, she turned cried and left, oooppsss!
With nothing else too do but drive around town singing too myself, I decided to drive by Regal Cinemas acting like I was hard, bumping music in the mini-van. You gotta experience it, cuz everyone does it sometime in their life. Ehhh thats what boredom does to you.
7/27/01
Wise words of Deezy, “OH I'm touching!"
Wise words of Cindy the Blonde Stripper, “Touch me!”
Mission of the Day #103: Get some Simi girls to go to Valley Ball for the Tuesday Dance Contest!”.
Now that I'm legal...meaning eighteen years of age...I can do more things then the seventeen years prior. I can drop by some Indian Casinos and gamble, buy porn, buy scratchers tickets, purchase tobacco products, and of course hit up the strip clubs. While I've already bought tobacco products for friends, and lost at my first scratcher, I decided to head to the good ole' strip club. There's nothing more exciting except going to the nudy bar when you turn eighteen. My bro's Stevie and Chin turned eighteen today, so a bunch of us guys and a couple girls mobbed down to the Valley Ball. With the dollars coming outta the pockets, we was ready to see some titties and ass. It was gravy, allllll gravy, as all the girls were just god damn hot. Me being a blonde man (with the exception of few, Aja) I fell in love with this one blonde, yet everyone else did too. She was the third girl on stage since we got there, and she was all up on me, and well I just got heated and excited. So later on, I hit her up for the good ole' lap dance. Just about one of the best feelings ever, oh man it was great. Kissing me all over, rubbing them tig ole' bitties in my face, making that ass shake, totally worth the money. Best part of the night was Stevie's birthday present...as his Dad and everyone chipped in for the Valley Ball Special. Stevie had to get up on stage sit in a chair with his hands behind his back, and three girls straight up molested the poor fella, it was great. It's funny seeing the older guys who don't get no loving at home, throwing all there bills at the ladies, I'm a teen so it's all good. Overall it was totally bitchin, and I'll be a weekly customer fo sheezy.
So after all my AP testing in school, and failing just about all tests except for two...I find out that it wouldn't have mattered since Gonzaga doesn't accept those college credit courses, so that totaly pissed me off. Yet it's just about a free edumacation, so oh well.
7/26/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Bullshit...It looks like the best part of you ran down the crack of your mommas pants and left a brown stain on the mattress!"
Wise words of My Closet Poster, “Marijuana...Hey at least it's not crack!”
Mission of the Day #102: Make a pizza hot pocket and deliver it to a friend and charge him!”.
Definition of your typical cocktease: So these young girls go with you too a certain somewhere, they are pretty good-looking, sweet, and freaky...yet you know that no matter what, they are still young and although they seem to find interest in you, you just ain't gunna get to stick that eggroll in the pink sushi. Even though the whole bloddy time your with these cockteases you are thinking about hitting them up, it just won't happen my friend. So I've learned that these girls are fun too hang out with, but now that we are grown perverts/horny men, it's not worth it. Too all you cockteases, you can keep teasing the cock, yet we all are becoming aware of your little shit game you play, so I just wouldn't try, because we don't care for yah anymore.
Well I guess we are become the anti-driving bitches as of late...as my brother, Luke and I decided to run to the gym, in conditioning sake. For college I gotta start running, because I wanna have everyone watch me play instead of sitting the bench. Legs are a bit sore now, but pain is good.
Golfing again today, yet Luke and I had probably the best rounds ever at Verdugo...Luke had a stretch of an amazing three straight birdies, while I par'd the last 10 of eleven holes. He shot a 26 on the back nine and I shot a 28, not bad for some amatures.
I got my tuition bill today for college, and welp all I gotta pay is $16. I think I can handle that much money to attend college. Thank god for height and basketball.
7/25/01
Wise words of Deezy, “Snowballs...gooodddddddddd!"
Wise words of Tattoo Guy, “The tattoo resembles a penis...hey look at that!”
Mission of the Day #101: Snowball Fight in Simi!”.
Third tattoo has been marked on Dustin's body...and the threshold of pain is still high, as no pain was really inflicted. Tattoo's are fun and I hope I have influenced other people of getting them because it is great artwork.
So what else to do on a weekday night...I say screw Borderline, because that place is full of cockteases who love to tease the cock and rubbing up all on it. Although it can be pleasureable, you know that at the end of the night, your going home with no true pleasure. Instead my very crazy intelligent friends came up with a great idea. While I got home from the tattoo shop, no one could be found at my house, so I call up Proja and he says he's at Easy Street Arena with everyone. I questioned why, cuz who else would be there at eleven at night, yet no answer. I call back ten minutes later and I find them at the Boys and Girls Club, and all I hear is laughter and yelling. So I say fuck it and drive all the way over there. Pulling in the parking lot...all I see is darkness with a few vehicles, so dumbfounded as I was, I pull in the middle of two equidistant vehicles, and get outta the van. Too my surprise I get hit with a god damn snowball, why...I was now in the middle of a snowball fight. Without thinking...I drive the hell outta the warzone and run to join the troops on Luke's side. They took a truck full of ice and brought here to have a snow fight. Quite cold yet quite fun...people were getting bombed on everywhere, yet most of the hits didn't hurt since our hands were dying of frostbite. Incredible idea indeed, as it went on for a good hour, and we now declare this day July 25 Snowball Day, in words of Helvig. Shot of the day goes to whoever hit Proja...as he got hit with a huge snowball in the back...and while our team laughed at him..he got slaughtered in the head with another shot. Very amusing! So if you wanna join our snowball fight let me know...we hope to expand our horizons and have an all out Simi war.