Monday, February 27, 2006

Atleast I have Balls

I will personally pay to fly all of you back out to Italy, sit in the same studio, and I want to see if you would ask the same questions or make the same comments in my presence. I dare you, I double dare you MFers, to do it with me sitting there. I'd love to see if it would happen. I already know what the answer would be, but I'd love to see it.

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I dont need tin to get girls, they fall all over me just for me, but with a face like that some better keep that thing around the neck at all times cause its the only way they'll get anything, and even then, only for the tin. And if that still doesn't work, which it probably won't, don't worry about it, that hole in the middle isn't there to symbolize a piazza, it's there to jerk with.

At the end of the day, you all better remember 1 Very Important Fact. You're all just a bunch of quairs standing on a quarter inch of steal or a piece of plywood, but you better remember who the Phux I am.

The only one I would even give the time of day to was that girl who skied down the mountain just to stick it to the girl with the stupid name.  Listen hide-nN-seek, the only reason why anyone even remotely knows who you are is because you have a stupid name. You so good? Go out there and do it. Nobody is stopping you. Stop munching on the junk food, go out there, get in shape and do it, or shut up. Instead of wearing the tiara at the ceremony, she should have shoved it up her ass instead. Thats what they mean by the olympic dream.