-=(Sagien)=-

Revolutionz

Hmm, yes it has been weaksauce week, so I suppose its time I put something up with some meat to it and what have you.

I went on a trip, a journey if you will, to recalibrate my senses, find myself once again.

What I have found is that I am bitter.

Uuung-DAH Doooo-Hah!

[Picture deleted. There's an Asian in this picture.. try using your imagination]

That is an Asian. Just to avoid confusion.
I want to share with you a trick amongst us azn folk. It is a self-identification trick to signify your presence to other asians. Don't try it if your skin isn't the golden brown color that God produced out of his easy bake oven (that is if you're undercooked, or burnt, you're not azn?).

When you spot an azn, or even better, a group of azns, go up to their face and yell... 'UUUUuuhGH-DAAAAAAAAAAAAAH Doo-Haaaaaaaa' Clearly this will please them. Try it, its fun. And watch your white friends cower in fear and embarassment. Little do they know, this is a right of passage amongst us brown-folk.

Eat it John Walley

His screenname is Umbra Fir say that to him, please. I will explain later.

Woo a trip

Clearly, I was devastated by the response to wednesday's post. I had to find myself once again. No more weaksauce stuff, brahmus said. At the same time, I was devastated by Nilez and his loss.

This is the story of my trip. I will tell it in pictures....

The first leg of my trip was to Cherry Hill, NJ to visit Amanda. I was late because of awful traffic. But I saw Dave. This guy is awesome. He tells me how this kid, Kevin Keyser, couldn't sleep on his back because he was so retarded he could swallow his tongue. Then he laughed his ass off.

Next I went to Somers Point, NJ, where I grew up. I saw Wombat there. Thats him, after eating the mighty Lumberjack Slam at Denny's at around 4am. I had the Breakfast Dagwood and my mighty azn stomach hath defeated it. It was a worthy foe. Ken was there too. It was health day number 2 for him I think. I don't understand how that works, really.

Oh god, I wish I had a picture of Mrs. Turner. Can someone donate this please?
Anyway, I arrive at Ken's house at 2am and he said he'd leave the door open for me. Just walk in, he says. Everything will be fine, he says. So i did.

Not 10 minutes later, his mother comes downstairs.

"KENNY GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE.... oh hi Mike, how have you been? *wave*... WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING STOMPING AROUND IN MY HOUSE AT TWO IN THE FUCKIN MORNING WITH THOSE UGY SHOES ON..."

Ya know, the normal thing..

God this is getting long. I can save the rest for Monday I suppose. More of the story in pictures, and I guess I'll have explain who John Walley is. But for now, remember his screenname is Umbra Fir. Make sure you get it right when you say to him..

EAT IT JOHN WALLEY

-sagien

Posted by at October 17, 2003 05:48 PM