Archive for April 30th, 2003:
so i add two tonight, what the fuck? it was ray’s birthday afterall. god damn. well i hope everyone liked my poem from the last entry (earlier tonight, you’ll have to back track for that one…lazy asses). so what about my high heat life you ask? well the tigers are on a down spin and the lions drafted my homeboy/drug-man, chuck rogers. msu was well represented in the draft weren’t they? nope just one guy. just ol’ chucky. thug life baby. well life sucks as anyone can attest. school is out, thats good, unless you like school. i get my degree via the u.s. postal service around the end of may. life really isn’t that bad right now. besides needing a blow job and a beer. wait, i have a beer. oh i forgot to mention that this protion of HIGH HEAT LIFE is sponsered in part by Budweiser, “The King of Beer’s”…when i drink enough of these fuckers, i like to punch the clown. speaking of the cubs, they are a lot better than the tigers. but that doesn’t say much when the bad news bears, and i am talking about the dutch mafia (talsma furniture) softball team, could put on tiger uni’s and win more games than those assholes. hell the whitecaps and the mudhens are much better (don’t forget about AA Jacksonville). sammy sosa has been in the news lately. HEY, he loves getting hit with balls…who else do i know that likes that? when sammy got beaned last week (you know, the one that broke his helmet) he said “I was sittin’ in da basebaa box an all sudden, wham! i geeeet hit. ouch dat une hurt. my hemut brake, an i heeeet da groun, sheeeet i feel fuzzy, but in da en is sooooo reeeeal dat i play da base’em ball” very well put sosa man. that guy is the reason i have this article. he rules. well its off to fish for fish and pussy. hopefully i get both. right. life will get worse i promise. when it does, i’ll be sure to fuckin’ tell you. dick.
poetic justice here, presented to you by budweiser and stress…
today is rays birthday
good for him
we’re off to the bar
for some play
if you need us
thats too bad
oh, and another thing
ray fucked your dad
now he’s mad
because i said that
he can kiss my ass
its not my fault he fucked your dad
i just got punched
second time today
my eye is bleeding
all thanks to ray
Jesus Christ ya’ll. School is out. Thank the highest power. So sports, yup lots of that. And guess what? You have found the ONLY place to get your fill. Sit back, punch the clown, grab an old t-shirt and lets get dirty. Where to start after all this neglect…Lets flip a coin, better yet lets flip off someone you hate…Ready? And begin flipping. You guys are so good at that, hopefully they all weren’t pointed in my direction. Shit Heads. The TIGERS!!! Wow do they suck my fat cock sandwich. REDWINGS!!! Billy-Bob sit down son, the wings blow…NO!!! Yes my friends they have slipped into that rare Detroit funk usually reserved for such losers as the Lions and the Tigers, and maybe after tonight the Pistons. God, isn’t the city of Detroit represented well? Fuckin’ losers. Well at least here in GR we have the Griffins and the Rampage to root for, not that its much better. Nothin’ like being a “B” town. Gotta go the po-po’s just rolled up. Timmay hide the 8 ball. For sports done right have a helluva night. OH SHIT!