so dc (the mav) stopped by last nite to ease my whitby pains..
im sure his el wifeo has had enufo of me coming over..o.
it was for the best anyways.
so, being in whitby, having nothing to do, we resorted to the obvious.
hot gay sex!
hehe.. i'm kidding..
it's wasn't hot.
we just got ourselves toasted stupid, listened to some niice tunage, and played tetris all night long.
ahh. the good old days.
he took off at around 4am and i was left to play tetris alone.
or was i??!
lounging on my chair, tetrisin' it up like the champ i am, i see something huge and fuzzy by my foot. no stranger to unexpected visual and/or auditory hallucinations, i kept my cool and went back to the tetris at hand and an unknown amount of time passed.
the huge fuzzy thing by my foot caught my gaze once more, so i leaned forward for a closer inspection.
now, i know what you're all thinking.. you're thinking that the huge fuzzy thing by my foot was in fact my deformed and excessively hairy foot.. eh? eh? was i right?
well it wasn't.. it was a giant wolf spider the size of a freakin CD! and BOY was it pissed!
i think i may have attacked it with my foot white tetrising or something. poor li'l bastid.
so i fuck with it's head for a while, and we both have a blast.
i must say we had a great time, he was tellin me about his life out in the woods, his bitches and how one of them tried to eat him after putting out, and i was like whoa! thats some crazy shit! i thought us humans had it bad with our females..
i jest.
it was finally time for bed, so i was gonna scoop up spidey and toss him outside so he can go kill some hippies or whatever else spiders do, and the mothafucka attacks me!
i was so hurt, like we were bro's now, and he's attackin me.
so i was like "dude, im just tryin to get you outside so you can get back to killin hippies 'n shit" but he was like "fuck you mothafucka, you killed my brother!" to which i had no retort as a week earlier, i had in fact killed his brother.
it was a stand-off, a dead-end, a dill of a pickle..
i beat him with a shoe, smoked a bowl, and went to bed.
that's right, i'm a cold mothafucka!
love,
.mycophile
this is for you spidey.. from my heart, to your gooey remains.
rest in peace my furry friend.
i loved you spider
you were big, you were hairy -
now my shoe loves you.
im sure his el wifeo has had enufo of me coming over..o.
it was for the best anyways.
so, being in whitby, having nothing to do, we resorted to the obvious.
hot gay sex!
hehe.. i'm kidding..
it's wasn't hot.
we just got ourselves toasted stupid, listened to some niice tunage, and played tetris all night long.
ahh. the good old days.
he took off at around 4am and i was left to play tetris alone.
or was i??!
lounging on my chair, tetrisin' it up like the champ i am, i see something huge and fuzzy by my foot. no stranger to unexpected visual and/or auditory hallucinations, i kept my cool and went back to the tetris at hand and an unknown amount of time passed.
the huge fuzzy thing by my foot caught my gaze once more, so i leaned forward for a closer inspection.
now, i know what you're all thinking.. you're thinking that the huge fuzzy thing by my foot was in fact my deformed and excessively hairy foot.. eh? eh? was i right?
well it wasn't.. it was a giant wolf spider the size of a freakin CD! and BOY was it pissed!
i think i may have attacked it with my foot white tetrising or something. poor li'l bastid.
so i fuck with it's head for a while, and we both have a blast.
i must say we had a great time, he was tellin me about his life out in the woods, his bitches and how one of them tried to eat him after putting out, and i was like whoa! thats some crazy shit! i thought us humans had it bad with our females..
i jest.
it was finally time for bed, so i was gonna scoop up spidey and toss him outside so he can go kill some hippies or whatever else spiders do, and the mothafucka attacks me!
i was so hurt, like we were bro's now, and he's attackin me.
so i was like "dude, im just tryin to get you outside so you can get back to killin hippies 'n shit" but he was like "fuck you mothafucka, you killed my brother!" to which i had no retort as a week earlier, i had in fact killed his brother.
it was a stand-off, a dead-end, a dill of a pickle..
i beat him with a shoe, smoked a bowl, and went to bed.
that's right, i'm a cold mothafucka!
love,
.mycophile
this is for you spidey.. from my heart, to your gooey remains.
rest in peace my furry friend.
i loved you spider
you were big, you were hairy -
now my shoe loves you.