- "Brian Wilson" (Barenaked Ladies)
I'd like to start this one out by welcoming the newest member of my family into the world...
Welcome, Liam Michael! As your proud Uncle, it's my job and responsibility to raise you in the way my Uncle raised me. That is, I have to teach you every dirty joke and limmerick that exists in the English language. It's a tradition in my family, and I'll be damned if I let it die with me. Say, have you heard about the man from Nantucket?
Anyway, about my life...Not much has changed. I went through my drawers yesterday to see what it is I even wear anymore, and I've come to the decision that I'm grossly low on T-Shirts anymore. For someone who is as lazy of a dresser as I, this is quite the distressing finding. Do I go to the store to buy some new ones? Do I track down the nearest Thrift Store, post-haste? Do I use the Internet to satisfy my clothing needs? What has Scott Baio done since Charles In Charge? Is Lenny Clark the only person on Earth to actually gain weight while addicted to Cocaine?
You know what I want made of me? I want a collage made of me on some random girl's website with a bunch of pictures of me flexing or without my shirt on or just looking delightfully charming and adorable. That's what I want. Why is it that whenever I look at some girl's blog or profile, I always seem to find some picture of her boyfriend looking all, like above stated, "delightfully charming and adorable?" How do I get me one of those? Heck, you know what, screw the picture...I'll even take some corny poem about how I'm her "#1 Stud"...Or should I say..."NuM3r0 Un0 StUddz0rz!"
Bai bai,
Colin
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