Okay fuckyfucks you can all take a maasive sigh of fucking relief because because I now get to save this blog from the sad little peeks into Matthews abismal social life (when did this blog become a fucking dear diary today i nearly sucked Mavuso s dick) And replace it with MAH HAWsome musings.
Holy fuck look at the time IT"S 2009!
An as i stand on the edge of the presipis (yes presipis i have been up all night and just don't feel like looking for a dictionary) that is the rest of my adult life, and it appears to be the beginning of a doozie!
For the past few weeks I have been living in the land of the depraved that Master Philip Kramer knows so intimately. It really just takes a hosting of an insanely cool party to sky rocket ones social status amoungst the rabble of ,What I will now be refering to as' "Deceitful Cape Town"
Oh yes it is deceitful folks, all four of you know it to be true (don't know who else could be reading this, who knows what might get out!) the back talking, the i'm your-friend-but-i'm-not, i'm gonna fuck you over at work or home, steal all your clothes and music, sleep with your mother,sister,girlfriend,ex-girlfriend but tell you I am your loyal, loyal friend who would never do that, kinda decietful. Ala Deceitful Cape Town.
Sigh... If only I could be like Ian and find that prefect someone that'll stay true to me for remainder of my exxxcesive rockstar life..... In decietful Cape town
IF ONLY I had a fucking awesome trip to plettenberg bay with my two best friends to look foreward to.
IF ONLY (tremendously excited face) I could bask in the comfort of my jewish grandmothers bosom, while she feeds me delicious treats and strokes my hair and calls me boobalah before beginning another crazy year(And I have a feeling this one is going to HHHHHinsane!) in Deceitful Cape Town.
OH wait!
I AM! MWAAAHAAAAHAAAAAHAAAA! Die.
Okay niggas my new yearsies advise. Trust NO ONE. Especially me. It's the only way we'll make it out alive.
Fucking love you all
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Wow - trust nobody. Sounds like a sensible basis for our group's friendship. I love you too Kai.
PS: precipice, abysmal.
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