Not So Random Thoughts

You know…

That’s three.

In the past THREE DAYS, my eyes have been BLESSED.  BLESSED, I tell you.

In the past three days, I’ve had to say 3 quick Hail Mary’s.

So, we talking about titties, right?  And lo and behold, in my inbox, a wild pair of titties appear.

I love you women.  All of you.  I swear, if I could, I’d cook for you all.  You guys are so good to me.

Right now, I want a pair of titties in my face.

A nice, big, juicy pair.  With no bra on, son.

*crosses fingers*  Come on, titty.  Come on, titty!

Good afternoon, folks.

Or morning for those on the West Coast.

I passed out last night.

All the traveling, all the partying, all the… extra stuff; it wore my body down.

I had a great birthday.  Special thanks to April, Chris, Amin, Chris’ friend Kassandra, the people of Philadelphia, and everyone who took a moment out of their life to give me great wishes on the day that my life started.

A couple of notes:

• I’ve noticed this for the past 2 NBA seasons: the Lakers are sore losers.  When they can’t win, it’s funny to see their team fall all to fucking pieces.  Especially Kobe.
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• I don’t know if the Heat can make it all the way.  I wouldn’t put money on them at all.
• Looking at the cesspool that is Twitter… I don’t think I’m ever going back.
• I’m about to stop watching wrestling… again… for like the 4th time in my life.  Shit’s getting ridiculous… and before anybody says anything, I am a fan and will defend what I (used to) love to the death.
• Although… I can’t stop watching just yet… I need to see how this whole CM Punk/AJ/Daniel Bryan thing plays out.
• Speaking of… Punk and Bryan put on one HELL of a match at Over The Limit.  If Cena/Punk got 5 stars last year at Money In The Bank, Punk/Bryan DEFINITELY got 5 stars on Sunday.  I’m pissed that they didn’t have the main event… ESPECIALLY since it was for the WWE Championship.
• And AJ?  I don’t prefer (Wait, can I say that word here on Tumblr? Prefer?  I don’t want to get in trouble because of my preferences, you know…) smaller body women, but DAMN, she’s fucking HOT.
• Case in point: 
• Finally, I’m disappointed in all of you.  Yesterday was my birthday and not ONE PAIR OF BREASTS hit my inbox.  What, am I a leper now?  If there was anytime for you guys to send me some titties, yesterday was definitely it.  You have 365 days to do better, folks.

I need titties. In my inbox.

STAT.

Which one of you ladies are going to hold me down right quick?

Who got some titties to show?

I’m bored.

Annoyance.

I’m awake and not by my own means.

I’ve been awake for well over a hour… because someone thought it was good to call me and talk to me about shit I couldn’t care less about… and when I told them this, got mad because I wouldn’t stay awake to talk to them.

Nigga, please.

I work.  I work hard.  My job isn’t easy as pie, and I’ve got nighttime proclivities that I like to indulge in.  (Like Tumblr.)  I’m also a night owl, so me going to bed at 5 AM isn’t unheard of.  You calling me at 8:28 in the morning to complain about what YOU think YOUR position at work should be and not what I assign you?

*click*

Don’t call me back before 11 AM unless you’ve got a pair of breasts waiting for me on the other line.

Ass. Titties.

Ass and Titties.

Ass, ass, titties, titties.