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New Year, New Me: An Epilogue

                                                   It gets sad.

So I started this post at the beginning of the year and I wasn't expecting to make another entry. It started off as me writing this piece about how websites tell you what you can and cannot do when you turn 25.

I'm kinda right and so wrong.

First off, I only did a few things I set out to do:

I did workout

I did go back to school (for a photoshop class :P) 

I have stayed away from pot. 

I also did a couple open mics at one place in SF.

What didn't happen in the last year (It gets long):

I stayed at my dead end job where I make an unlivable $14.75/hr

Still haven't had sex in 2 years

I moved out of a house, where me and my friends were staying, and moved back to my hometown. I'm living with my parents and have been living there for almost 6 months (I'm going to be 26 tomorrow). 

I haven't made a movie, sketch, write, paint, or any sort of special affects test. 

I didn't travel

I didn't go to a concert, club, or any real social gathering.

and there's a few more I'm most likely forgetting.

I still drink

So, now lets get into some more detail.

I got rid of my friends.

I dropped all my friends. That's right, all 3 of them. I've been with these motherfuckers since I was in high school and I thought they would change.

They didn't.

Let me give you the skinny on why I moved to Sacramento and why I moved back to the cuts.

I moved to Sacramento because my friend wanted to save money by renting a cheap house. Having four people occupy it and just pay a lot less than we would be paying if we all got places of our own. I moved out of my parents and into this house and was paying less than living with my parents. The reasons I left and don't talk to my friends anymore are as follows:

They smoked pot everyday for breakfast and dinner

They didn't do any of the yard work (except for one or twice) which I had to do myself, because the weeds for over 6ft and we had half an acer in our backyard

My roommates girlfriend disliked me. She would speak passive aggressively  about me through him, she didn't have a steady job (she worked like 6-12 hours a week and make huge commutes for like $10/hr) and she was just as unproductive.

They didn't save money, which was the reason we were renting that place.

I would go out of my way to do shit for them, but when I needed them, they wouldn't budge.

My friend and his girlfriend spent my cut of the security deposit (about $390; some small claims court shit right?).

So fuck those guys.

It's a Drag Getting Old

I'm fucking old. 4 years to 30 and nothing to show for it. I have culinary degrees, but what else? The whole point of this New Year, New Me thing was to show that websites that say "you can't do that at 25" were wrong. I'm sure they are but it's hard to prove them wrong.

Why I feel like I've wasted my youth and wasting the last of it:

I've only had 3 sexual partners (but have had sex plenty of times, stop fucking judging you pricks)

Never had sex with a "beautiful" woman...it's a subjective term.

Haven't lived on my own.

I've never blacked out. 

I've never traveled. 

I've never did anything daring.

I'm still anti social

I'm going through an existential crisis.

And everything else I mentioned.

I find myself now trying to look younger, wanting to be sexy to someone over 18 and less than 30. I try and make people laugh and remember be, ( you know, leave an impression? I don't know) it fuckin' falls short every time. I'm trying to be more honest with myself and I have to confess...

...I'm an attention whore.

I want to be popular. I want to please people. I want to create movies, pictures, stories, jokes, anything that would please anyone. I would go out of my way just to please someone; a total random stranger. I know it's not healthy or what you "Normies" would perceive as normal, but that's what I want, no, NEED. I can't live with myself working at a 9 to 5 job where I'm depressed and stressed. I fear that I am too old for the entrainment industry. It doesn't help that I'm starting with nothing, no real career to pay for the materials needed to start. Not to mention the skills.

conclusion

It's Bad. Just not where I saw myself at 26.

Optimism for 2017

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New Year, New Me

  I just took the best n’ biggest metaphor for New Year, as the countdown was happening.

I Pooped (Didn’t want you to think too hard).

Out with the old and in with the new, that is pretty much what my bowels were telling me as people were counting down one floor beneath me; and it has gotten me thinking about what I wanted to do for myself for this year (hold the Facebook comments, I actually mean these) I have changed for the most part since I was 18. Lots of life has come my way, much like Suge Knight; Hard, Fast, and likely to run me over with its death mobile. And since I left high school, went and left college, and started working at a dead end job, I have realized that things need to drastically change. NOT A SUICIDE NOTE (Not this time, dad) So there’s a list of things I need to do in the next few months – the next year that need to be done in order (or at least I feel like I need to do) to move forward with my life and dream career.

No Drugs

   Before you start jumping to conclusions like assholes- no, I have not done a lot of drugs nor do I have a drug problem. When I was younger I smoked a LOT of pot (like three pots) and drank alcohol. Then I started doing it less because I just wanted to have fun “Sometimes”. Then (and not really recently) I have realized the one major thing that has stopped me from drinking entirely and smoking permanently. It’s a waste of goddamn time. I smoked weed and I lost time that I could have been furthering my passion. I was buying alcohol and wasting money I could have used for shit I actually needed. Seeing this from a different perspective has pushed me to give up all that time waster shit (though I still play games; who am I? James Franco?) and focus on things I would rather much get done rather than just pushing it farther away and putting it off. You will be amazed on how much you save when not buying an 8th and 1 or 5 McDoubles.

Actual Workout

       I’m down to 189-187. That is the skinniest I have ever been. When I was in middle school, I weighed about 220. That was in middle school. I never was out of the 200’s in all my life. I now work at a warehouse and constantly walk throughout the building, which is the secret to my success, but I have a dinner plate’s worth of fat where my abdomen should be. I need a six pack. I cannot be 25, and not at least have been in shape for once in my goddamn life (eat you out Ryan Gosling…your heart out…not…) It’s a confidence thing. The loose chicks only go out with the greasers because the squares and soches are to plain daddioI’MUSING1950’sLINGO OVERHERE. Much like Patrick Bateman, I just want to fit in (ever hear Huis Lewis and the News?).

   School?

   I need a plan B. I want to be a film maker, a writer, an artist, a well hung milk man who only works Monday through Friday who’s well compensated and has a shoulder to cry on for lonely stay-at-home moms (did you hear that indeed.com?) , but right now, living in a small town and not having an outlet is kind of putting that shit on lockdown. I would move to an area like LA, but it’s over populated and overly expensive with people who are all grabbing for the same thing like a ladder match for the title on pay-per view (ever been to a party full of people who crave attention? Imagine a city full of that and not a corner to drink your Shasta cola in). So this year I am going back to school and much like chocolate chips it is bitter sweet. Learning this film shit is hard but it’s either learn it on my own or pay close to 10-grand for a school year at an institute and, let’s face it, I’m broke as a muh*.

 And now if you excuse me, I have to return my video tapes.

 *Muh(noun): A slang term of the phrase “mother fucker” used by “urban” people.

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Halloween #2: Halloweenier

It’s THAT time of year again; the best time of year. Haunts, ghosts, ghouls, witches, marks, tricks, trick-ass-marks, mark-ass-tricks, skips, scabs, and scallywags are all welcome to celebrate the best and scariest time of the year.

 We obviously don’t celebrate Halloween like we used to back when we were kids; it’s actually kind of better (depending on how you look at it).

Just Take One

We know the score. When we were kids, we didn’t care; we would go to a complete stranger’s house and just take the candy out of their sticky decrepit hands against our parents’ warnings; and if some bastard gave you raisins, fruit leather, fresh fruit (I have a bag. It’s either going to go bad, smash against the other candy, or do some fuckin’ terrible combination of both you asshole.), or peanuts, you would take it and fuck up their decorations later on or be like me and handle it like an adult in their early teens and tell them to, and I quote, “cover some of that shit in chocolate” (13 is when you have to start showing people who’s boss).

And for those people who want to participate in handing out candy, but are too selfish to be at your house when it happens and leave a bucket (most of the time a plastic caldron, you know, because it’s Halloween) and leave a dirty, fecal covered piece of paper with words written with an old jell-pen that read “please take one”, go fuck yourself. No matter what community you live in, a poor or a normal neighborhood, kids are going to take more than one-THEY ARE GOING TO TAKE ALL THE CANDY. It’s like leaving a jail full of prisoners with no guards and saying, “You better stay in your cells because you are bad people”. 

Someone’s going to break the rules.

 Ew, You’re Old

Now look at you, older, bolder, not where you wanted to be when you were 18.

Nice.

But now that you are older, you have different fears. What used to be ghouls in the closet, monsters under the bed, and Uncle Clyde sneaking in through your window has been replaced with bills, insurance payments, rent, food costs, job stability and Uncle Clyde not finding you attractive anymore thus starting a self-esteem issue when you look in the mirror. This also affects the way you approach holidays such as Halloween (I had to segue to this somehow).

Instead of egging people’s houses you now find yourself with (but not limited to) one of two options: 1) You have friends, so now you have to decide whether you are going to have a party or go to a party. Alcohol has now replaced your chocolaty and sour desires (unless you get the munchies, then you’re still going to eat candy or a couple of tacos from the Bell). You will also be wearing a shitty costume you bought at spirits (or if you are a respectable and responsible adult, you will make your own) and watch some girls dress in slutty costumes because they love the attention (they could have went as a cop…not a whore-cop; don’t know how you’re going to catch a purp with fuzzy cuffs, and in pumps).

2) You’re going to be alone. Let’s face it, you had to work, you don’t want to go out, you’re tired, “I just want to watch a horror movie and eat some goddamn pizza. Maybe hand out some candy.” (or leave the lights off so people don’t ring the door bell, which they will anyway). If you have a gf/bf it will basically be the same thing; unless you’re in a selfish relationship and they choose to go to a party without you, then you have to ask yourself, what kind of person are they? Why do I attract these people? (Remember those fears we talked about?).

But being an adult during Halloween has its perks. You can buy candy before or after Halloween really cheap and eat it all yourself, put up the goriest and most disgusting decorations you want, you can enforce the “say trick or treat” regulations and guidelines (I MAKE THE RULES YOU *TEENAGE PEDOFILE) and do what Lewis Black said, “You don’t need permission anymore. You can dress up whenever you want. If you wake up one day and feel like being Batman, go for it.”

For me, the best thing about Halloween is that, nobody tries too hard to have a good time. This is what I mean…

Christmas VS Halloween

         Fo’ real doh. Sure, we get gifts n’ shit for Christmas, but Halloween has so much more. Halloween has scares, blood, a month worth of cosplaying, and sweets for days. I love horror movies (mostly old ones); how bad they are, how bloody they are, and it’s amazing when you actually find a good one that isn’t just about jump scares.

Christmas is a Holiday in which we listen to terrible music, cut down trees to put in our houses to rot, put up decorations that suck up our electricity 6-hours out of the day, celebrate a saint who protected whores (nothing wrong with that) and who’s iconic image was made from a soda company (everything wrong with that), eat more food after a holiday that is about food, and buy gifts for people who, most likely, won’t buy you gifts.  We put so much effort and time on having fun for one goddamn day, that we end up not having a good time and just stress ourselves out with time constraints and money problems we bestow upon ourselves.

If you select me as your appointed leader I have a solution(s).

The Red Snow Cone Initiative

We have two Halloweens.

One to celebrate the season of harvest (what do we harvest this time of year other than corn and pumpkin spice?) and another for the death of yet another year wasted. This is perfect because if you force yourself to have a good time, your decorations of violence and gore will be all that more perfect (If the kids are driving you crazy, make fake heads that look like theirs and put them on the porch; the sky’s the limit).

If you and the Mrs. /Mr. are having problems, make a diorama in the front yard of what you want to do with them (I’m saving marriages here). We also give our relatives gifts and hand out candy. There will be specific times for candy and gifts to be distributed (There are going to be curfews; I am your appointed leader after all).

Chicken Noodle Soup for the Homicidal Soul.

  *Teenage Pedophile (N): A Teenager who is a Pedophile [because our society is running out of bad things to call people].

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Dieting: Fu<k you.

A very silent cry for help.

  I’ve been trying to diet. Eating plants and other products that are healthy for me and trying to avoid food.

I’m trying to avoid gluten, unnecessary sugars, and alcohol. What you call the essentials, makes me relive repressed memories (WILL THIS MAKE YOU LOVE ME?).

 You are always trying.

Anyone who says they are on a diet, are lying bastards You are always trying because you always end up eating something that is bad for you; always (if you have a cheat day and say you are on a diet, you are much like my dog when we go for a walk: full of shit). The reason I say this is because the best result for a diet to work is to enforce it and show some goddamn self-restraint and self-discipline.

 I’m not saying “don’t cheat” or “don’t indulge” (fuck, I’m the worst offender). I indulge and I suck at sticking to a diet, but I do try which is better than not doing anything. I have lost a great amount of weight due to dieting and incorporating some EXERCISE (run you fat bitch!).

 EXERCISE: Real Quick Read

 No diet will work unless you exercise. Go do something; jog, run, chase your kids with the family belt (MY FATHER WAS NOT A NICE MAN).

 I had a girl say, “You know, you burn 1,000 calories from just having sex” and I said “Are you coming onto me?” She replies with “Ha. No, I was jus…” to which I retorted with “I’m not a whore.” then she says “Ha. You’re funn…” Then I shout, “I WILL NOT BE ANOTHER STATISTIC.” As I pepper spray her and walk out with my Mcgriddle. #nomeansno #notevenonce

 Unnecessary Sugars: An Ongoing Battle of Wit and Nougat.

         Sodas can eat a dick; I got that on lockdown. I have one once a week just to get the craving out of my system. I have a candy bar once a week during work because when you get a hunger pain, you need to eat something to keep your metabolism going. I had a sugarless candy this little girl gave me (which is made up of artificial fruit flavor, citric acid and ass cancer) and I pretty much ate half her fruit sours (crying will not refill your Ice Breakers candy). Coffee is an slut though. I cannot have it alone. Coffee alone can help you lose weight because it has nothing but caffeine and stuff that jumpstarts your colon much like Drake (0 to 100 real quick…poop). I add creamer...a lot of creame-I pretty much just drink creamer.

 Gluten: yeah…

Ever had gluten? Of course you have; what are you stupid? The reason gluten is so bad for you, is that it’s a protein that we have yet to really develop a way to break it down in our system. For example, the reason we can break down milk at a young age is that we have an enzyme that breaks down lactose; it’s called “Lactase”. When we get older, for some of us, this enzyme stops reproducing and we start to become lactose intolerant (the milk shits). It took us millions of years to have the digestive system we have now and our bodies are still adapting to new foods we discover.

 Alcohol: *Insert Bad Memories Here*

It’s hard. The thing I crawl to when life is strangling me, the thing I would have lunge for when I couldn’t sleep, and the thing I would drink out of a camelback through my sleeve at church. I, now, must say goodbye to. I haven’t had a sip of it in 4 days and I’m not that sad. I never had a drinking problem (I pretty much had it ALL FIGURED OUT LOLZ; kill me) but it made things easier when I did it. But it’s too much sugar and I eat a lot when I’m drunk or buzzed (there’s a fine line between pissing your bed on accident and pissing your bed on purpose and it is, coincidently, drawn with pee). But beer is gone and liquor is gone. “Joe, what do you have to live for now?” “…I don’t know…exercise” “Oh. Wow, you’re gonna give me that whole, ‘nothing tastes better than being thin’ crap?” “hey…fuck you inner me.”

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Why Don’t People Go To College

“Because they’re dumb.”

“It’s stupid not to”

I hate it when people assume that, because you don’t go to college, you don’t want to better yourself. That isn’t the case. College isn’t for everyone, especially when you aren’t going into a field that requires you to have advanced knowledge about chemicals, computers, the human body….Rubik’s Cubes (Stereotypes!).

College isn’t for everyone, and it’s about time we don’t judge a person for their educational decisions and lifestyles (neckerchiefs are coming back).

Why Would You Not?

We are in the information age. We can Youtube almost anything and read Buzzfeed as gospel (fuck you Buzzfeed, you do nothing for the human race). So if you want to get into a field that requires only a little bit of know how (for example: Entertainment & Art) then you can basically teach yourself, intern (I do not know how to become an intern, especially in entertainment. It is something I’m trying to figure out myself…HELP), or go to an overpriced college/institute.

 The problem with college (other than not being free; which it should be) is that it is basically a re-visit to high school. There are cliques, deadlines to meet, and subjects you will fuckin’ hate; Or a community college where watching your back isn’t just a choice, it’s a way of surviving :D

I’m a fuckin’ idiot.

 Side note: It took me 3 tries to spell idiot.

I struggled with Geometry and Algebra 2. So, when I thought trigonometry would be fun, I was like a child walking into a windowless van: I didn’t know what obvious horror I was about to behold, but I knew it was going to be nightmarish and full of candy.

My GPA went from a proud 2.7 to a less proud 2.5. And because I failed that class, I couldn’t go to a four-year college (yes I went to a community college. We peasants can only do so much. Fuck you “My parents planned for me” and the “I qualified for a grant” ass grabbers).

Jobs 

Another reason people do not go to college is because they do not see themselves doing another job and/or know they cannot mentally do the job. Some people do not become doctors because they do not see themselves doing that job or believe they will not be happy with that job.

Shit, you are lucky if you get a job in the field you went to school for. Your boss, most likely, started from the bottom and now he’s here…wanting someone with experience.

What Now?

If you are planning on doing something that requires schooling, then do it. I know people who got their AAs, Bachelors, and other miscellaneous certificates, and are unhappy with their jobs and thinking about going back for another field. Why? It took you forever and a lot of money to get that degree; and NOW you’re thinking of starting another degree. Even with the GE classes out of the way, you still have to make time with work and other brick walls in your way. I mean, IF YOU CAN DREAM IT YOU CAN DO IT, but, damn.

I know what ignorant thing I just said, but…I’m going back (Or at least thinking about it). I’m 25 now and I need to start thinking of a plan B. I’m a very liberal guy but I do make a lot of conservative decisions. I’m trying to do the whole “indie filmmaker” thing, but life is coming and going quick. IM NOT GIVING UP ON MY DREAM so don’t get all sappy n’ shit near the end of this read, I’m just saying that I’m thinking about life and all the opportunities I have left.

 On a lighter note, Rubio’s has some bomb ass fish tacos.

This blog brought to you by Rubio’s TM. Rubio’s : Your wife’s box isn’t the only thing that’s fishy.

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Tony Pizza Promo I made with buds....

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Why I Don’t Hollaback.

It’s a scam.

        Ok, maybe not really; street harassment is an actual issue, but Hollaback, in itself, is something that is banking on the Feminist ideal that men cause street harassment.

How do I know this?

I did some research… I went to their website (I’m sorry I lied to you). They take donations, though they have people who already donate them money. JESUS, a shirt that they have on their website says “Hot pussy is no way to say hello” t-shirt for 40$ (Why are you staring at my chest?)!

  Paper Trail

Does the money go to a charity?

Does the money go to a women’s shelter or rape treatment center?

No.

It goes to more spreading awareness and “training more staff”. It also pays for the people who started the movement to travel across the country and go to a retreat. It does nothing but spread awareness.

What about the app that you can put on you phone?

The app just takes you to the website where you can see where other people have experienced “harassment” and share “your story of harassment”.

  What’s Your Point Fuck Face?

        If you have read this far, you probably think that I am part of this “rape culture” where I “condone rape (the “unfriendly hello”) and hate women”. Other than “rape culture” not existing, I acknowledge that harassment happens and that we do not need hollaback to promote the awareness of street harassment.

For example, the “ALS Ice Bucket Challenge” is a prime example of how the internet is amazing at promoting awareness for a particular issue. SHIT, even the video for Hollaback has reached over a million hits on Youtube alone.

It does feed on the Feminist ideal that men do not know what is sexual harassment is or that men just like to harass women, but in actuality there are just bad people out there in the world.

  Conclusion

        What got me mad is that the video that Hollaback made only shows 24 men in a 10 hour time period (day and night), in New York City (Population: 8 million+). These range from someone saying “How are you today; god bless” to a guy following the woman for several minutes. And to top it all off, at the end of the video it says, “and we couldn’t document the hundreds of winks and whistles guys made”.

3 things:

1) “God bless” and “how are you today?” are not cases of sexual harassment.

2)These men were cherry picked.

3) How can we take the “hundreds of winks and whistles” without evidence? It is New York City, the taxi cab epicenter of the country (they aren’t whistling and hailing Hitler folks). Hundreds of winks? How do you rate that? How am I, the viewer supposed to “just take your word” on that? The point of you filming is to convince ME that this is a problematic issue through evidence.

4) FOUR THINGS! Why not pay attention to all the men who just walked past her without doing anything? There were probably hundreds or thousands of guys who didn’t really pay any attention to her at all.

It gave an unbalanced and unreal feel of what street harassment is and it makes ALL men look bad. Spread the word about street harassment with video, online posts, and word of mouth, but leave Hollaback out of it.

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Halloween

Because fuck your dentist

  This is an amazing time of year. You can smell it in the air.

I usually get started early on the decorations by getting bums, hallowing them out, bleach their skins, dip them in red food coloring, then hang them out in front of my house (kind of like Maraschino Cherries).

Theme parks and farms open up with *rad attractions and overcharge you to ride on a filthy, pee/poop covered seat. It’s the scares and candy we all crave. If you are an adult, you will ultimately try a futile effort to recreate those old childhood-memories using (foolish) adult tactics (booze, sex, drugs, pot, beating a costumed child for his candy because you’re bigger than him). Why do we love Halloween so much? ANSWER MEEEEE.

  Costumes: Unoriginal to Slutty

I like to see people actually MAKE their own costumes. I hate to see people buy a costume; especially ones that are unoriginal (e.g. Dracula, Leather Face, Freddy Krugman, Mike Myers, Jason Overseas, and that one evil doll….Chuckles?). I like going to Halloween parties and seeing some costumes that had work put into them; and if you pull any of that “I’m just gonna wear a hat/funny shirt. That counts as a costume right?” stay at home, turn off the lights, order some pizza, open some veins, and just let the teenagers egg your house.

Slutty costumes are one of the worst offenders because it screams “Look at me” It’s like wearing red to a wedding and you’re not the bride (unless you were stabbed or somethingohmygodthatisaGOODCOSTUMEIDEA). If you bought/made your costume slutty and you want to be taken seriously then fine, but it’s going to be kinda hard for me to believe you are REALLY a nurse.

  Parties

        Have them on Halloween. Don’t have them 5 days before or 2 days after. You just have people who dressed up with makeup driving around too early in the month or in the beginning of November. You can also not worry about giving children any candy because you are not home. Only the people throwing the party have to worry about that. Also, if you are a parent, do not bring your children to the party. They will ruin your fun and vice versa.

  Teenagers

Stop it. If you think that you are too old to Trick o’ Treat, then you are. We all know what’s up. You half ass dress yourself and fuck up Halloween decorations. There are only a select few teens that still take Halloween with a grain of salt, but MOST of these hormonal-trying to fit in-what am I going to become-teenagers are just grabbing candy, throwing shit at houses, and stealing shit from the front yard. I live in a “country” town. There is nothing to do here, so we get the worst of the worst (wannabe gang members, drunk/high teens, teens on their cell phones, and your average juvenile delinquents). Instead, have a house party. Find someone who has bad parents who left them alone and convince that kid to have a party (or at least a kick-back). You will catch a second wind in your 20’s, I promise.

Final Thots

(See what I did there?)

Please buy candy for children. This is not the season for you to give children raisins and floss. It’s like walking into a steakhouse and wanting something vegan…maybe you shouldn’t, oh I don’t know, maybe you shouldn’t have WALKED INTO A PLACE THAT SERVES DEAD ANIMALS. It’s weird enough that our children are receiving candy from strangers (DON’T TOUCH THE KIDS….let the kids touch you) but now you want to healthy it up? You are not going to change the world, you did not turn a child’s life around; you turned what was supposed to be a fun time for a kid, into something evil you sick bastard.

*Rad: Something that is “cool”, “awesome”, and “really good”. I-I am very old.

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Saints Row: Gat Out Of Hell (First Impressions)

I hope its like the old onesyeahitsnot.

My first Impression of the new Saints Row DLC

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BuzzFeed Is terrible/ ALS Water Bucket Challenge

Buzzfeed is a cluster-fuck. 

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RE: Dear Ursula

I think Melissa May is taking this a little too far. The doll was made in 2012 and there has been more Ursula dolls, showing her to be fat.

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I Bitch About IPA and Other Beer.

IPA's have become very popular even though they taste like a hop's ass.

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There are so many of these, I just had to pitch in.

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That moment when you're driving back from dinner (belly full) and you start to unbutton your shirt for your stomach to breathe and slow R&B music starts playing. On a related note, new blog coming.

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I'm trying something new alongside my writing. 

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I'm back with a brand new back....well it's more of a sack...Santa's dead...

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A new post! What else would you do on a Sunday? Church? howdareyou