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Well, well here I am and there you are, sitting on your ass reading my boring ass sports report. God I love you. Anyway, no that everything is “censored” I can breath again. Didn’t really want to find me in the bottom of a lake did you? Nevermind, bad question. Oh yeah sports, here we go…The Lions won a game, WHAT THE FUCK! I haven’t seen’em play this well since those Barry Sanders days, God I miss that guy. I’m gonna cry…NO, I am too happy. Yea the Lions are 1-3, it only too’em 4 games to figure out how to play professional (not pee-wee) football. Shit, I had 20-1 on Grandville’s 78ers team. Randy Moss, who the hell likes this piece of shit? Me either. all I want for Halloween is for Mr. Moss to have an accident with his blender and a lawn mower (where available). Ok, I have decided its time for bed. See ya tomorrow. Peace. For sports done right, have a helluva night.
But seriously…..I have had NO time to do anything lately but sleep, work, and school lately…I think my social life is now completely gone…you might as well erase me off your phone, buddy list, address book, EVERYTHING! No…don’t do that I’m just kidding…but where did everyone go away?! I have heard from only a couple of people since school has started. Are the rest of you alive? Well, if your schedule is anything like mine then I can understand your inability to communicate…but come on people! Apart from my busy schedule…things have still been crazy…it’s amazing how quickly things can change…can I get a HELL YEAH?! Since I have done absolutely nothing worth telling any of you about I will spare you the boring details of my mundane life…but if any of you do have a sleeping problem please let me know…and I can tell you the exciting things I have been doin! I bet the hoe is havin more fun at MSU anyway….so maybe I should have her tell you the drunk stories. Until then have fun and don’t be stupid…btw…sorry this is probably the most boring column you have read in your entire life but I thought we could use a tiresome one for those of you with insomnia.. 
wow its been a month because i am lazy. and today i am writing in small caps so fuck off. sports, right like i know anything about sports. shit! the lions, yeah them, they play something don’t they? i think its golf, or water polo. they suck worse than last year. thats right they can lick my ass. pretty picture if you think really hard. here at olivet we actually won our first game. matching our total number of games won last year. yes! also i have to say that its good to be down here right now. some of you know why i say that. in other news my radio show is taking off nicely. i want to move to tennessee more now than ever. tigers suck. redwings, can’t wait to help out my spirits. needa liftin’ they do. love all of you, see you on the flip side. peace.
Well hidee ho and all that jazz to one and all. I actually have time here to go off and write another little article about everything that’s goin’ on in my life. So yee haw, and here we go.
Well, I’ve done it. I moved out of Casserole. Never thought I’d see the day I’d be livin’ there. Then, once I got in, I never thought I’d see the day that I’d leave, but all is well in Sosa-land. I’m livin’ in Grandville now with my girlfriend by my side and life is damned good. She and I made a little trek last Sunday and Monday out to Chi-town with my rents, and we had a blast. We paid $60 per room at a four-star hotel (thank you priceline.com auctions), and my dad got us the hook-up for four tickets five rows behind home plate at Wrigley. I could pratically smell Sosa…. um.. yeah… anywho… it was cool cuz the ticket lady had to make a scout get the hell out of my seat. It was kind of annoying sitting around all those scouts with their damned radar guns held up for every fuckin’ pitch, but hey… it was a damned good time. We went out to Dick’s Last Resort for dinner, and it was a fucking blast. People were throwing napkins everywhere. When you order a beer, it comes to you in a forty ounce in a galvanized bucket full of ice. All your food comes to you in a bucket too. My dad did the uni-can trick that I’ve pulled a couple times, except he did it with a 32 ounce can and got a standing ovation. The waiter came around and took our order. He came back about ten minutes later with a bucket of fried shrimp and said that the good news was that we got free shrimp. The bad news is he forgot what the fuck we ordered. Good times were had by all.
Well, I got all my crap out of Casserole, and got some free furniture from the rents. If any of you kids ever wanna check the new pad out then by all means feel free to get a hold of me, and we’ll set somethin’ up.
Well that’s it for this grand ol’ edition of HHL, and sorry it took so long for me to get a new one out. I have to get used to only havin’ internet at work for a little while again until I get a cable modem set up at the new place. Anyway kiddies… I’m out.
Peace and humptiness foreva…
Oh… and one more thing… Please remember that spandex is a privelege… not a right.
omg..but seriously this was the longest week ever!!! First week of classes can suck it f’sho…this is goin to be a long ass semester f’sho…no kiddin yo…dude…the skank came to state for the weekend ..omg..it was hella hot..and oh ya…the hoe was definately fucked up…lets just say…busch light, capt., and poundin jaggerbombs from 12-2…didnt go well with standin in a crowded stadium ..omg..i thought I was goin to die.keel over then and there…I was so freakin wasted hot…it was a blast though…spartans killed eastern..but shiiiiiit…who wouldn’t? Where there’s Smoke…oh yeah…There’s fire baby..Rogers comin through..you can tell who’s writin this column..got the scatterbrain shit goin on..hope everyone had fun at western..and I miss all y’all…shiiiit..but seriously guys..come visit and call me..I”ll be in withdrawl of y’all..shit..where’d I pick up the y’all?…who knows..aight…peace out punks..and tty soon…skank will write the next one..but hoe is signin off for now…lata :o)~