So I'm writing this a little under the weather right now. I think I caught some sort of Spanish disease, maybe something along the lines of what wiped out the Aztecs. However, I'm gonna be like Michael Jordan in the flu game and blog through my sickness. Just be sure to wash your hands after you leave the blog so you don't catch it too. On the bright side though, my voice sounds really sexy:
Okay, shout outs. My first two shout outs go to my fellow bulldawgs and roommates next year. First, I would like to commend Asian sensation Paul Zettler for awesomely crashing his rented bicycle in Mallorca. I enjoy a good bike crash, but it's even better when it's someone you know...unless you have to take them to the hospital, of course, cause let's face it, who wants to take that kind of time out of their day? Next shout out goes to former fatboy and fellow wooly-chested friend Zach Matthews. It's his 21st birthday on Thursday. I regret that I cannot be there to test his drunkenness by firing Harry Potter trivia questions at him. QUICK! WHAT'S DUMBLEDORE'S YOUNGER BROTHER'S NAME? ERGHHHHH! IT'S ABERFORTH YOU DRUNKEN DUMBASS! Then Zach would get angry and try to injure me with a Crucio spell but I would simply disarm him with an expelliarmus charm(we're pretty cool when we go out). Another shout out goes to the girl across the way from me who sang out her window all sunday while doing housework. Nice singing voice+doing household chores=hot. If you read this blog, my mysterious songbird neighbor, please come downstairs and sing for me. And do my laundry. Oh and the whole time I have been writing this Bill has been taking a dump, thus adding to his sexiness. So shout-outs to him.
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