Confessions....
Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 10:59 am
I hate reading, but I like the word "etcetera". You see it in writing a lot. But I use it in coversation just for fun. People are like, "Hey, what are yuou doing this weekend?".
I'm like, "etcetera"
You run into someone else, and they're like, "I haven't see you in years! How you doing?"
I'm like, "you know, caught my girlfriend cheating on me, bought a gun... etcetera"
I had strict parents growing up, espacially my dad. When I was 10, I got caught smoking with my friend Larry. My dad busted us. So, to teach me a lesson he shot Larry in the face. He was like, "see, son? smokin can kill you!" A few years later, he caught me smokin again. I didn't have my friend Karry with me this time so I called my friend Joel. He came over, and Dad shot him in the face. He said, "see, son? even second hand smoke will kill you"
I used to be an elementary school crossing guard. Lot of kids died that week. One kid came up to me ans said, "Hey, the light's red; is it safe to croos?"
I was like, "YEAH MAN!! Freakin' red, green, yellow-wahtever... You going to let some little colored lamp dictate how you run your life? You wanna be treated like an adult, Act like one"
That kid died... You win some, You lose some...
I'm like, "etcetera"
You run into someone else, and they're like, "I haven't see you in years! How you doing?"
I'm like, "you know, caught my girlfriend cheating on me, bought a gun... etcetera"
I had strict parents growing up, espacially my dad. When I was 10, I got caught smoking with my friend Larry. My dad busted us. So, to teach me a lesson he shot Larry in the face. He was like, "see, son? smokin can kill you!" A few years later, he caught me smokin again. I didn't have my friend Karry with me this time so I called my friend Joel. He came over, and Dad shot him in the face. He said, "see, son? even second hand smoke will kill you"
I used to be an elementary school crossing guard. Lot of kids died that week. One kid came up to me ans said, "Hey, the light's red; is it safe to croos?"
I was like, "YEAH MAN!! Freakin' red, green, yellow-wahtever... You going to let some little colored lamp dictate how you run your life? You wanna be treated like an adult, Act like one"
That kid died... You win some, You lose some...
lay off of the pipe..wow
Don't take this too seriously, it's just another example of what happens when you hang out here too long. 
