I wish I had an Oscar Meijer weiner.

I'm pretty tired, but I'm in a grumpy mood and whatnot so I'm going to update this garbage. I also forgot to put the dumbest thing I've ever heard in a locker room. I'll put that at the end of his update this time.

Gavin Starr is all retired for real this time. That sucks. I miss The Gavin. Kubo was a good name, it sounded like Sabu! I saw Alex Dravin eat the candy bar! Running down 28th street from the cops at 5am to get Dunkin Donuts. I hope they get hit by a fucking truck. Hey pal, would you mind getting your foot off my shoulder? BWAAAHAHAHAAAAAHAAAAAAAAA. Ect, ect. These are my memories, not the match with El Purptio.

So last saturday was good times at "Gettin' drunk and watching Futurama Night" except we didn't watch much Futurama. Lots of video games, lots of drinks, lots of BIG ASS RACOONS! Just a couple of lesbians. It was a two and a half way at the very least. Anyone have the definition on that? Weird night/good to great times.

Sunday was miserable hangover day. We won another softball game 17-0. I was 3 for 3, thus making me 17 for 21 this year so I'm hitting .810. WOOOOOO. 3 games in a row! Going for 4 tomorrow.

Monday I lived.

Tuesday I died.

Wednesday I was reborn. Jesus taught me the secrets of the resurrection at a party once. He was trashed.

Thursday was gamenight at Nicole's house. I proved I am KING at "Scene It". Not Jeff King, though, otherwise I'd have to [insert something to annoy Jeff King here]. Tim, Nicole, and Tion declared themselves Team TNT because they blow away the competition. I retorted by named myself and Jenny team BJ, because we blow stuff too. They say I'm the funniest one at the office.

Friday we went bowling, I was not good, but I taught Amber how to bowl really well. I should teach myself. Jenny didn't bowl because the socks are a ripoff. One guy in our group was super annoying. I wanted to choke him out just to keep him quiet for a bit. I didn't - BOOOOOO. I DID end up doing karaoke afterwards. A little Bad Touch, but I went all Richard Cheese and turned it into a Lounge Song. I was over, and that's a first.

So finally to today, SATURDAY~!!!!!! I didn't mean to type the tilda, I hate when people do that. I'm too lazy to delete it now though. Anyways. Myself and Dr. Numbers planned to leave the house at 2 to hit the road. He instead takes his car in for an oil change at 2 so we left at like 2:40. We meet Bam on the east side of town and he joins the Math-Mobile. It's really more of a HairBand-Mobile though. So we trek up I-94 and meet Seth "I forgot to call him a jagoff" Clash, and Bam Morgan.

At this point we set the record for most Bams in a car at once(Bam, Bam Morgan, and Bam-bino). We took the record from one time in 1996 that Bam Bam Bigelow and Terry Gordy rode together.

We get to the IWR show. Gameboy comes out before our match and talks about how I'm cool, duh, but Math isn't I think he's right. The end of the match Bobby trips somehow and we butt heads, then he loses the titles. GUH!!!?????? So I take Gameboy's powerglove and clobber Bambino. He's a dick anyways. Fucking dirty protein drink glasses always in the sink. Then we did a weird Spike Piledriver we invented RIGHT ON THE SPOT! Pop Math is dead. Popular Electronics is born! We are the real players!

Gameboy and I ate dinner with Frankie T. Face(the T stands for The) and Adam Reynolds post show. The Coney Island we were at had hot dog mascot on a throne. and the Hot Dog had the biggest penis ever. He had to trip over that thing all the time. Gameboy fake puked to disgust people. F to the U to the N.

So since Bobby drove and we broke his neck and retired him he wouldn't give me a ride home. I had to hitchhike. I met up with Bam again once back in KZoo and we went to a party Jenny was at. I was harassed to get into the pool. I did not. Shit happened, Im all pissy now. I typed a WAY TOO LONG journal and I'm gonna go to sleep. Toodles.

Note to self - INHABM,B,IHABL.