That's the end of that hole.
Aaaaaaahhhhhh. Ya gotta love the Wubby.
What are you trying to make out to be the bad guy? You're full of shit.
It's time to go take this place by storm!
Oh wait, shit I forgot cologne. Anybody need cologne?
It's great havin' fun with the guys- eatin' drinkin' everything bullshittin' everything havin' a good time- but still in the back of my head I can't stop wonderin' what happened to that girl in the black hat.
And if you look at him and you look at me I'll fuckin' snap his neck like a fuckin' twig. BU BAH!!!Oh my God. I just blasted into my car.
I just kept gettin' close to her cuz I wanted her to smell me and my pheromones ya know and just let me get close to her because I know once I got close to her and she could feel that then she could understand exactly what I'm about.
Let's go, everybody start rockin' the numbers. AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Well there goes that one.
That day everything from the whole summer just started really catching up to me.
There ain't no fuckin' 400 pound fuckin' man who's gonna talk shit to somebody that I care about and gonna get away with it. Who the fuck he think he is? This is MY area.
"Anybody got a fishin' pole? Or should I use my swizzle stick?"
Some of my interests include:
1. Going down to "the Shore" every weekend during the summer.
2. Getting drunk on weak girly shots like kamikazes and sex on the beach at Temptations and Merge.
3. Cutting the line and threatening people at the cheeseball stand.
4. Waxing poetic about "the Shore" when I'm drilling through two foot thick concrete and freezing my ass off at my awful job during the dead of winter.
5. Insulting people by saying that they're a member of the "dickie-do" club. That means that their stomach sticks out further than their dickie do.
Here are some pictures of me from last summer. In this one, I had just found out that one of my best friends hooked up with my ex. This depressed me to no end so I got all drunk at Merge's "White Party" and went to the cheeseball stand and put my feet up on the counter. Besides cutting in line and threatening people there, I can put my feet up on the counter because the cheeseball stand is my territory.
This photo is of another time last summer when my friend Michelle and I almost got into a rumble with some guys at the cheeseball stand. They didn't realize that the cheesball stand was my territory and that I automatically get to cut the line. I referred to these guys as the "bad element of Seaside" and to myself as the "good element of Seaside." I know this sounds puzzling since I'm actually from North Jersey and not from Seaside Heights but trust me on this one, OK?
Does it give somebody a right to fuck with my girl...push my girl???
YOU LOOK LIKE UNCLE FESTER YOU FAT FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!
You wanna soap up my back and I'll soap up yours?
Otherwise we're gonna look like a buncha losers!
My future wife. I will someday at either Merge or Temptations. What woman can resist this mug?
I love the song "Appreciate Me" by Amuka. Besides that I love all the music that they play at Temptations and Merge. Last summer I was out dancing to music with my new friend Michelle and she brought me a pile of napkins and wiped the perspiration off my body. It's little things like that that make me love a girl and want to marry her.
Me and my boys like to watch "Goodfellas" on the DVD player in Anthony's Escalade on the way to the clubs.
I've never read a book.
Tommy DeVito The guy that invented cheese balls.