curbdrop out of grace

happy scrappy suicide

so yesterday i was at the mayer residence picking up something for mayer to take to chicago. and it occured to me this morning that he's going back to troy with us after our little weekend trip to chicago. so why did i have to pick it up if he could easily bring it back anyway? i don't know.

i guess i should mention what i picked up. it was an autographed picture of darko, of the p-dawgs. in the picture, you can see the tape over his gay-rings (earings). either that, or he just has tape on his lobes for no reason.

now i was thinking, maybe mayer wanted to have the picture in his apartment ASAPF (as soon as possible fuckface) as the p-dawgs are in their playoff run. then i was thinking, wait, darko sucks.

they showed his stats on the monday game. last season, in 30+ game appearances, he averaged something like a sweet 1.2ppg. this season, he's averaging also in 30+ game appearances something like a 1.6ppg. that's like a 33% increase in performance.

he's just always riding the bench but he's supposed to have all this potential skill. and then he gets to play at the end of blowouts, either pistons winning or losing piss poorly. and so i feel like darko's career is like cialis. when the moment comes, will you be ready? and he never is. he sucks.

i had more wierd dreams last nite but i don't care to write them down now.

and remember, you can't spell "anal sex" without "anal".

posted by fillshe @ 7:59 AM