Sorry for not getting to The Vennessa Thing pt.II as fast as some of you would like but I suddenly remember-ed that this is my blog and I can write whatever the phuc I want, when I want. I WILL get to it soon though, I promise, and I don't promise shit and then not do it. That means for the most part that I do not promise things. I will do, capische? Groovy.
I've been distracted lately by a lot of porn. That's right; I've been checking out TONS of porn. Porn porn porn. Yeah, I said it. Porn has been ruling my life lately. I certainly have NOT been reading about the Maginot Line, and most definately have NOT been reading Stephen E. Ambrose's book about the building of the Trans-continental Railroad!
Nope, it's been porn. Non-stop pornage, 24-7. Yep. I mean, WHY would I waste time watching the complete Robotech series that I forgot I owned or be watching the first 20 episodes or so ofDark Shadows that I might have scored on eBay, insteada writing on here?
(Well, I MIGHT have gotten it if'n I wasn't all about the porn lately, but I didn't get it and I did NOT tear it open right away and watch 4hrs of it straight without my butt leaving the couch once...cuz I didn't get it. Cuz the porn.)
Writing on here, entertaining all you lovely people, existing only to please my fellow man's every bloggy wish, that's where the real pleasure doth lay of course, not in silly things like watchingSuperbowls XXI-XL or playing a stupid game like this...
and getting it's damn....nonsensical....overly happy....friggin..SONGS...STUCK IN MY HEAD!!!
*ahem*
Yeah, it's been teh pr0n. Naked, dirty, slutty, sometimes disturbingly flexible and "It...it won't wash off. I can't get the dirty to wash off! UNCLEAN!" in it's porniness. I'm sorry and I'll get right back to writing for you guys, not for me, but for YOU, and you know, the children, gotta do it for the children. They're our future ya know. Yeah, I'll start writing on here more often, cuz dammit, it's the right thing to do, not like....say.....hot sex with my GF or goin to see Superbad again this weekend...NOPE. It's all about love here at Jerk of All Trades. Yep, love of the Blogosphere and the sexy bitches (that's you guys) that call it their virtual home away from home.
*sniff*
I love you, man.
*guh*
Peas suck.
Good weekend.
Have one.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Teh prOn ate my dingo
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3 comments:
geez man, calm down. You got us wrapped up in a story and a couple expressed interest in hearing the rest of the story....just like your Railroad Porn bit you watched read til the end... the end.
I would think having a JERK like me enjoy YOUR writing would be at least nice. Most bloggers write for themselves, it is journaling, if you don't want to, don't! Or do, OR don't!
Sorry I like YOUR Jerky story.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my site which is all porn all the time.
Oh, and if you are worried about writing for us instead of you, you could always go underground and then we won't even know what is happening and then it will all be about you. Love ya man.
The Internet is for Porn. Didn't you know that??
if you are serious about playing a game that resembles that youtube video....the porn isn't helping....take a percoset...down it with Liquor...you'll soon feel nothing but love for all the world.
I hear Superbad will make you laugh too.
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