
Anndddd she’s back.
Slightly tired. Mostly hungover. Mainly satisfied. Loved ever minute that I actually remember, I do know I ended up stealing Poland springs water bottles from someone’s limo and apparently pissed off a small delivery boy and two 411 operators. All in all I would say it was a success.
I would like to start off this week talking about one of the numerous things in life that keep me awake at night. Song lyrics. Sometimes I am not quote sure who is writing these songs, but I understand some of them about as much as I understand why my dad polishes the loafers he only wears indoors, but hey, some things are left only for Jesus to understand I guess.
Below are some lyrics that have kept me awake many nights.
R . Kelly - Ignition
“Can I get a toot toot and a beep beep...”
Wait, what? You want me to what? Beep? Toot? What? RK are you trying to be modest and not use the real words? Considering you ate out a girl’s ass and wrote a song about it? Really? I am not sure I know how to beep or toot... does the beep involve me being on my back with my arms tied to my sides?
Ashanti – Always On Time
“I’m not always there when you call, but I’m always on time…”
If you weren’t there to pick up the phone when he called, how the hell did you get there on time?
Mary J Blige - Be Without You
“Call the radio if you just cant be without your baby..”
I don’t even have the station's phone number and what station is this anyway? What if I am listening to a CD right now? Because if I call the radio station the receptionist will answer the phone and do what? Find my baby? How did I lose my baby to begin with? Are we talking about an actual baby here?
Whitney Houston- Your Love
"It would take an eternity to break us. Even the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us..."
The CHAINS OF AMISTAD? Seriously? Maybe we being a TAD dramatic here?
Showing posts with label My Birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Birthday. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Dont Call the Radio, Jesus Wont Answer
Posted by Kim & Dic at 12:25 PM 7 Cizz-omments
Tizz-opics Jesus, Music, My Birthday
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
When The Heavens Called Out and Light First Broke, In Otherwords, My Birthday
Look at this bitch, I bet she grows up to be real attractive,
someone please tell her that horse isn't real
So I am going to be out of commission until the beginning of next week, being that it's my birthday this weekend and all. Essentially I feel as though being drunk on only one day of the week is never enough, I hope to be more toasted than a cashew stuck in a homeless man's tooth.
And if you think I am going to tell you how old I am turning, that is bullshit, I wont...but if you want to go ahead and get all Nancy Drew on me, then I only have four words for you, 'Blogger Profiles'.
I own that dress
But back to my original thought, you should all know that Saturday night if you find me laying in a gated bush in the Meatpacking district, wearing some kind of glitter heels and a tierra, just know, I probably look better than last year.
Anyone remember when Toonces the Driving Cat drove the golf cart drunk?..... you people suck
(Update- Fine, fuck you, I guess he is driving a 'lawnmower')
Posted by Kim & Dic at 6:28 AM 15 Cizz-omments
Tizz-opics My Birthday, Things that are Equivalent to Jesus
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