Le Fable De Mon D'abord Detintion!

As you can tell from my title this is The Story of My First Detention.

The day started off as many others do with moi coming into school late. I think oh well just a nother day late. So I hand good ol' miss Cruz my note and she begins to write me an excused readmit slip.(I needed the readmit slip because I was absent the previous Friday) I mistakenly wave bonjour to our short man of student and he say woooh you missed a whole class period. And as mon amis(my friends) know I don't like going to first period because of you know who. So he looks at the note I handed miss Cruz and says it doesn't have the day you were late and some other bullshit. I say to myself, "Well, smart ass, I was late today!" So, then for not having the day I was late on the note I got my one and only detention.

But this story does have an upside. Thanks to Mr. Palkos suggestion of me not being so confrintational I didn't call the dean a dicksucker and he cut me some slack and I didn't have to serve the detention.

So thank you Mr. Palko and Mr. short man of students.

Where'd You Get Your Liquor Form?

Old Peter, he was a mighty man, "Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

Washed his face in a fryin' pan. “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

Combed his head with a wagon wheel, “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

Died with a toothpick in his heel. “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

You ain' t worth the salt you put in yo' bread, “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

You ain't worth the once of lead it takes to kill you dead. “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

You ain't worth the piss that runs through yo' veins “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

You ain't worth breath it takes to call yo' name “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

Listen here woman this is what I'm gonna do, “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

Get me another woman that things you won't do. “Where’d you get your liquor from?” “Man, down town”

Boring, Boring, Boring!!!

My life for the past few weeks has been as boring as watching flies procreate(that means having sex for all my dumbass people out there) It seems as though my friends out there are not up to much either. So please somebody do something enteresting. Start a fire, pleasure yourselves in public and tape peoples reactions, set fires, through a firecracker into a crowd of Veitnam veterans, set fires, visit politcal giant and video tape yourself laughing your ass off, set fires, push a cat down a flight of dogs, set fires, video tape yourself getting a prostitue, set fire, and get me some chicken and waffles. The oppertunities are endless. So please entertain me.

Dirty Tricks!!!

On my way to do some Christian servise(even though I'z a Jew) I got tricked. Fuckin tricked!!! I though I'z going to clean up nice ol' Venice beach but Ohhhhhhhhh No. LIES....... All LIES. We couldn't go because of the rain that never came. Teacher lady...... that was an awful trick. Instead of cleaning a beach, we had to box lotion and shit for homeless folk. I'z got nothing against the homeless, but home about more food for 'em and less lotion.

So if youz homeless and ashy I'z gonna whip yo' ass!!!

More Retreats!!!

God bless the man who invented retreats. Even though it is a teachers retreat I didn't have to go to school today. Fuckin' A!!!

Now that I think about it teacher have it hard and should go on more retreats so I can have more days off to do what I love...............Killin'...............I mean fishin'............. hehehehehehe Fuckin' A!!!

Sundays

Instead of going to church like some good ol' folk we'z(my ma and aunty) goin' to the movies. What a bunch of sinners.

Am I Weired?

I said to myself,"golly G am I weired or something"(I didn't really say golly G) I'z the only person I know who like to wake up early. I found myself waking at 4:30 just to sit around and listen to music. Does any body else do that? Or do anybody use the contraction I'z, Youz, or goinz on. Mehhhh, maybe I'z just better than the rest of youz folks. Nahhh I'z just a weired fella who likes gumbo............... and chicken................. and rice.................. and beans............ and peaches.............. and sleep.......... and porn .............and masterbation(vsqz's blog and the good kind)............ and tacos y burritos............. and neckbone ............and cake ............and titties.............. and huggin' vsqz.

Retreating

Yesterday, March 8th, 2006, a date that will be remembered in good cheer was our junior retreat. Though a little preachy it was all in good fun. Good friend, good clean racial humor, good clean fun. I sure hope Kairos is this fun.

Guess Wants to Play Guitar

Good ol' Mr. Palko wants to learn guitar. So he invited me to help him pick one out. I had a good time with the funny funny man.

Oh yeah, he didn't buy this pretty red guitar. It costs $3,000.

Fuck Racism!!!

One of the things my political giants stand for is fuck racism. Well, today at work I experienced some bitch ass racism.

When I got to work today I did what I always do. Got some coffee and a doughnut on the 35th floor and then went down to the 34th where I work. As I went into the elevator the cracka ass cracka that was already there got nervous as a crawdad in a gumbo shack. The dick-head started grabing his wallet and glancing at me like I'z gonna attack his pale ass. When we finally got off the elevator the bastard blew past me trying to get out of the elevator as fast as he could. It just so happened that me and that asshole were going to the same floor. He flasked his badge to open the door and I thought he was going to hold it open for me so I said thanks. WRONG.......WRONG!!! That honkey bitch turns around and tries to close the door in my face and says,"I can't let you in! Do you work for the firm?" I push the door open on him and he yell for some security. The receptionist, who is a colored woman(colored Mexican) saw what was going on and said hey buddie leave him alone, he works here. That racist shit-head walked off looking stupid because everone who heard me yell get the fuck outta my way to him knew what had happened.

So, fuck racism and bicth ass loser. His name is going on the list.

Hugz!

Is vsqz fun to hug or what. Damn I want a wife that feels that good. Good job on feelin' so sexy vsqz.

Boucoup Bon Mardi Grais Fete!!!

Mardi Grais rule. Erik, Dani, and I went with the African drum team and let those rich mother fuckers have it. We saw the sexyest white woman ever. She had to be mixed with something. That lets you know God is great. I got a little tipsy off of some good margaritas. All in all Mardi Grais rulez!

The New Asshole In My Life

My chemistry teacher, due to her niceness-isity, is forgiven for fucking up my weekend. But, there is a new asshole to fuck up my day. My first period, four eyed, dick sucking, english teacher. This crazy virgin bitch has made it his lifes mission to fuck with me. I tried not to use my blog to bitch about life, but with people like this scalawag, that's what shes turning into. Hay, maybe I'll get luck and the bastard will lose his cracker ass glasses and walk into a volcano.