Listen, I don't know if Michael jackson is innocent or guilty.
But all I know is if he goes to prison, he will no longer have access to the makeup crew he has now.
See, as hideous as Michael Jackson looks these days, it is better than what i can only imagine he looks like without makeup on.
I don't ever want to know what he really looks like..
And neither do you.
He should go to court one day with half his face undone just to give the prosecution a sneak preview.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Monday, August 30, 2004
A Great Adventure (a.k.a. The Six Flags Hustle)
So this Saturday was the annual clusterfuck known as the OKP Six Flags Great Adventure trip where everyone says they want to go, but only a handful of people actually shows up.
Accompanying me on this--the final Melanism-organized trip--was Bill and Yusef. Two others would show up later but my adventure was with Bill and Yusef.
So once we arrived, we went straight to Nitro.
After waiting on a line for 40 plus minutes, I was ready to go home. And so was Bill.
Yusef noticed that some guy handed the ride conductor a blue sheet, conductor signed it and the guy got on the ride right away.
After we got off Nitro, Yusef asked the Six Flags employee what the form was and he told him that it was a handicapped pass.
Yusef was intrigued and was ready to get his hustle on.
Yusef went to guest services while Bill and I sat down and tried to hide from the blistering heat.
He came back with a pass in hand.
He told him that he had a handicapped person in his party and all they asked him was "How many people in your party?"
After some hesitatation on my part and Bill's, we all went along and went on every ride with NO WAIT.
None.
Yusef attributed to the fact that these kids make $7 dollars an hour and don't give a fuck.
They didn't even ask us which one of us was supposed to be handicapped.
This is easily the most interesting trip that I ever had a Great Adventure that had no romantic underpinnings.
Yes, I know my spot in hell is reserved.
I hope I get a handicapped pass so I don't have to wait on that hot ass line.
Accompanying me on this--the final Melanism-organized trip--was Bill and Yusef. Two others would show up later but my adventure was with Bill and Yusef.
So once we arrived, we went straight to Nitro.
After waiting on a line for 40 plus minutes, I was ready to go home. And so was Bill.
Yusef noticed that some guy handed the ride conductor a blue sheet, conductor signed it and the guy got on the ride right away.
After we got off Nitro, Yusef asked the Six Flags employee what the form was and he told him that it was a handicapped pass.
Yusef was intrigued and was ready to get his hustle on.
Yusef went to guest services while Bill and I sat down and tried to hide from the blistering heat.
He came back with a pass in hand.
He told him that he had a handicapped person in his party and all they asked him was "How many people in your party?"
After some hesitatation on my part and Bill's, we all went along and went on every ride with NO WAIT.
None.
Yusef attributed to the fact that these kids make $7 dollars an hour and don't give a fuck.
They didn't even ask us which one of us was supposed to be handicapped.
This is easily the most interesting trip that I ever had a Great Adventure that had no romantic underpinnings.
Yes, I know my spot in hell is reserved.
I hope I get a handicapped pass so I don't have to wait on that hot ass line.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
I'm over it.
Let's move on.
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I think one day we are going to get to the point where we are judged by our iPod's.
You're gonna be talking to some girl and she's gonna ask to see your iPod and browse through it and see one too many Elton John tracks on there and it's going to be a wrap.
I think my iPod would say that I'm eclectic...or that I was a thug lesbian born in the suburbs in a previous lifetime.
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If I ever (Ha!) get a job that gives me an office, don't be surprised if you see this on my desk
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The U.S. Beach Volletball team won the gold.
Misti May and Kerri Walsh
I'm sorry but they just wasted two good porn names.
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I think one day we are going to get to the point where we are judged by our iPod's.
You're gonna be talking to some girl and she's gonna ask to see your iPod and browse through it and see one too many Elton John tracks on there and it's going to be a wrap.
I think my iPod would say that I'm eclectic...or that I was a thug lesbian born in the suburbs in a previous lifetime.
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If I ever (Ha!) get a job that gives me an office, don't be surprised if you see this on my desk
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The U.S. Beach Volletball team won the gold.
Misti May and Kerri Walsh
I'm sorry but they just wasted two good porn names.
Monday, August 23, 2004
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