Tuesday, June 9, 2009

So, I am talking to Eddie right now. He told me something very interesting... Let's quote it, shall we?
"you so have to lock your door when you are fucking dude because i walked in one time and i saw 2 sets of feet and you were screaming i was like whoa!!!!!!!!!!!! and walked out before i was saw anything else"
When I proceeded to tell him that this frijolero is by far the best I've ever had, he then told me:
"actually for you to say he knows what he's doing because you hadn't had any in a while so of course the first penis that was in of course made you get you rocks and you enjoyed it doesn't neccecarily mean he knows what he's doing"
Upsetting, huh? Don't worry frijolero, este pendejo won't break my spirits... fuckers.

Anyways, fags... I'm really bored. It's 8:23 pm. My frijolero left. I'm alone, eating Chicken Noodle Soup [no soda on the side]. My life is awesome, I realized. I get paid to do absolutely nothing. I have a super hot frijolero equiped with a verga grande... and it's not even about all that, but the fact he's just awesome [personality whores], I have a few awesome friends, and I live in a paradise. Celosos? You bet your sweet asses you are.
Today was an awesome day, too. I got to sleep in until 6:30, I went to work at 8:30, I got a call around noon from mi Frijolero... there is only one frijolero, so yeah... Frijolero= novio ahorita. So, Frijolero called me at noon, and we spoke, then I went back to work, bullshitted for like an hour, then Frijolero called me around 3. I left work around 4:30, came home and showered, then got verga. Awesome day! PLUS, Frijolero was singing some Enrique (Enricky), "Te quiero." So yeah, said maybe. Maybe doesn' mean no, so I take it as a yes. In yo face, Me quiere fuckers.
So, yeah. I say "so yeah" a lot... I realized that. And "um um," too. That's all I got for now. ♥ Luego