Dear Diary,
I was in a store looking for something yesterday and I wandered into the big and tall section. Ok. Fine. I get it. Calm down buddy. I may be big, but I'm nobodies tall. TLO tells me all the time. I used to claim 5'11" until she kept insisting that I wasn't. I've now adjusted that to 5'10 3/4" in protest. But the point is they don't have a big OR tall section. You gotta be both. We've already established that I'm relatively tall. Huh? Ok. We have not. I'm taller than my relatives. Can we agree on that? Ok fine, my youngest brother is much taller than me. You know what though? I'm tall enough to beat his a** and I'll beat yours too. Ok. Fine. He'd beat the s**t out of me, but I'd still murder you. The point of all this is... Actually I don't recall my point because you were being so f***ing contrary for no good reason. Yes you were! Oh yeah, the point was I can't fit the s**t in big and tall anymore. Still can't fit the stuff in the Lilliputian area either. I need to buy some new clothes though, so I'll need to make more progress so I can fit the gear. I also have to be careful because these a**holes have made everything fit super f***ing tight. I hate skinny jeans and the a**holes that reside in them. Actually the a**holes of the a**holes that reside in them are rarely residents of the jeans. I got that before you could correct me on that you condescendingly smug bastard. But hey, I know that's how you'd prefer to wear your clothes but not me. I'm not stupid. Thats it. You know what. That's the last time you're gonna insult me and get away with it. Ok fine. I guess that isn't true. D**khead.
PS. Tell the scale I ate chicken and fish yesterday, and rode for 34 miles with the EBG. The next time I do right and he says I've gained weight I'm coming back with cleats and I'm gonna get all up in his mechanical a**.
PSS. This is not fine. Ok!?!?
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