01-17-2005, 06:12 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Macon, GA
|
The type of stuff I write
What's up folks? I enjoy writing and keep a journal filled with interesting occurences from Europe. My brother tells me that some of my ramblings are fun to read and thinks I should blog them. Anyway, I opened my journal file up to find something to post here and this brief account was the first thing I saw. Here it goes:
I just played a funny joke on Lepi in Miro’s room while getting taped. We haven’t done laundry yet on this road trip and our clothes, especially practice and game jerseys, are ripe. When my roommate walked in to get taped the room just lit up. It was the worst thing I’ve ever smelled, like rotten fruit or something. Then I noticed that his jersey was 3x and I asked him what size he wore. He wears a 2x, that is what I had on. So yes, he was wearing my disgusting jersey, which makes it worse for him because it was my funk, but also funny because I was just busting his balls for being a smelly bastard. So anyway, I threw that jersey by my door, right next to Miro’s room, because I was going to wear my other jersey. Well Lepi, who has been in a terrible mood lately, do to lack of playing time and personality conflicts with some of the other guys, walks into the room. I can’t resist. I tell him that I think I picked one of his jerseys up and pointed at the pile of stench in the hall. The way I remember it, it was actually emitting green fumes. He buys it, hook, line, and sinker. He picks it up and takes a nice olfactory filling whiff of rotten apples, bananas, and peaches. Everyone in the room is laughing their asses off. Lepi looks like someone just pissed in one of his shoes. The joke, although largely unappreciated by the butt, was a Croatian classic. So anyway, I just wanted to share that. I've written some descriptions of places I've been too like Spain that my mom has really enjoyed. If anyone here would like to see anything else from my journal just let me know, I'd like to share. -Dost
__________________
Pride is the recognition of the fact that you are your own highest value and, like all of man’s values, it has to be earned. It is not advisable, James, to venture unsolicited opinions. You should spare yourself the embarrassing discovery of their exact value to your listener. Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged |
01-17-2005, 06:07 PM | #2 (permalink) |
It's All About The Ass!!
Location: In a pool of mayonnaise!!
|
Haha I enjoyed that one. Reminds me of good times I've had with my own friends in the past. Anecdotes(sp?) are always good to hear/read.
Asta!!
__________________
"I love music and it's my parents fault (closing statement)." - Me..quoting myself...from when I said that...On TFP..thats here...Tilted Forum Project It ain't goodbye, it's see ya later! I'll miss you guys! - Asta!! |
Tags |
stuff, type, write |
|
|