Yes, I’m one of those people described as concerning [himself] with worthless diversionary crap such as Lindsay Lohan's latest bust or one of [Britney Spears] marriages, pregnancies or fashion blunders. It’s pretty obvious. I cannot deny it.
On the local front: Yesterday morning, while out for a run, I was passed by Bebe Cool and Bafudde, cell phone to his hear with one hand, and the other hand was gesturing wildly, like he was in an argument with someone. Who was steering the vehicle? Good question. Unless Mr. Cool has a very talented penis and lil’ Bebe was at the wheel, I guess no one was. Jackass.
All those in favor of not being knocked by a car driven by someone’s penis... get the hell outta his way.
5 comments:
Maybe he was driving with his knees? I pretty much have to think that, because the thought of a penis being able to drive a car scares the crap out of me.
Multi-talented penis ... :o)
I will officially change Bebe Cool's name in my head to Bebe NotCool. Dude needs a personal stylist too he is definitely the worst dresser I have ever seen in Uganda.
Hey what is up with your blog. When I go the link I only see Aug 3 as the most recent entry. I can only see your new entries since Aug 3 through Jackfruity's blogroll???? Why????
@Dave: Ok, I didn't think of the knees. Occam's razor, right?
@27th: Makes life more interesting.
@Kelly: My blog is just fine for me. What's up with your browser?
You would have to ask Zuena abt that penis.
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