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Category Archives: wtf
Tha girls of tha internet…
So as you’ve prolly picked up if you read this from time to time, ahve been usin tha internet ta date since gittin out here. It hasn’t been tha only way ahve met people, but it has been tha easiest … Continue reading
Posted in crazy girls, internet meeting, lists, online datin, puttin thangs in ordah, wtf
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Last weekend….
Ah trekked across tha continental 48 in an aeroplane to attend tha weddin of one of my best n oldest friends, Crazy Paul. It was a momentus occasion – who tha hell thought Paul would evah snag a lady? Lets … Continue reading
Posted in birfday, brownies, kids are kerazzy, south carolina, tha fam, weddins, wtf
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Weird electrical stuff at mi casa….
I’m in tha kitchen, makin a breakfast-y burrito (at 8 pm, yes, it was also a leftover-y burrito) n my roommate comes to ask if ah turned off my lights. Ah told him no, n then saw that tha whole … Continue reading
Posted in electricity, sketch livin, wtf
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Why You Should Nevah Give Yer Numbah Ta Someone At a Yoga Studio
(Even if you both werk-trade thar). Ah was awkwardly “picked up” yestahday mornin (it’s in quotes b/c her actual intentions ahve yet ta decipher) by a fellow werk-trader. We exchanged awkward pleasantries in tha mornin, she laughed at my jokes, … Continue reading
Posted in crazy girls, slang, textin, wtf, yoga studio
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What daes it take to find a good Hand Percussionist?
An earlier blog chronicled the firing of think13’s previous hand drummer – a great guy w. a problem w. sticking up to women who wanted to take advantage of him. Since he left, thar’s been a hole in our sound … Continue reading