end of year, summer and other stories

Dear blog readers, and by blog readers, i mean like, the two people who have visited my site,
this months post is dedicated to two people, two very good friends of mine who are sadly not going to be with me next year as i venture in to the dark foreboding realm of high school. Im talking of course, about Isaac s and Sam h. two kickass dudes. i remember at the schol talent show when isaac and i preformed smells like teen spirit, and gor a standing ovation. and when sam and i created the ultimate 1 minute short films. both sam and isaac are going to fine art schools (lucky fucks). i remember a conversation i had once with isaac and i would like to share it with you all:

me "yo dude i think i just sold my soul to the devil..."
isaac "that sucks dude"

and here's a song we both composed (its called "make love to a cougar"):

i wanna make love to ya, woman!
i wanna make love to a cougar!

i wanna sit you down by the fire!
i wanna sit you down by a cougar!

it went platinum later that year but under the title "love Gravy" you can find it on itunes.

a fun moment i had with sam that i would like to share with you would be this:

me "so sam, whats the name of the art and design school your going to?"
sam "the schol of art and design"

we had such good times together.... oh well, i hope i vcan chill with you guys next year!
so on to the next topic. the government recently let us know that starting sometime in june, we will have something called "summer" where the tempurature is constantly somewhere inbetween 70 and 90 degrees fahrenheit, and the "sun" will do something called "shine". this... is obviously some government propaganda. anyone who lives in the east coast has not seen the sun for 5 days now, and the highest tempurature was 65 degrees fahrenheit. in the words of riley freeman, "dis som mo bullllshit!"

alas, i find myself currently out of inspiration, so i think i will post again later this day.

ciao!

p.s. smoke a dousch, you treehuggin-baby kissin- corporate sellout- flower sniffin- whores!
(an inside joke)