En mi cabeza tengo gusanos color verde / In my head are green worms
Mordiendome la vena del cerebro / Eating the veins in my brain
Por eso soy rebelde / For this I am arebel
Como un anciano / Like an old man
Corriendo bicicleta en calzoncillo/ Riding a bicycle in his underweart
Con viagra en los bolsillos / With Viagra in his pockets
Soy rebelde / I am rebel
My Homey Is Getting Married
One of my close friends is getting married soon, and though I will be unable to attend the wedding, we are getting together along with some other friends to celebrate his holy union or as my friend to Big Baby Bitches (that’s what we call him nowadays) his immediate demise.
The last time I got together with friends, with the specific purpose of drinking, public nudity ensued and I almost got arrested. Normally when we get together there is little drinking, but when we get together to drink excessively things go crazy, or I should say I got a little crazy. I had an alcohol tolerance of legend and a stomach of steel. I did everything your not supposed to, mixed drinks and beer , flashed people, chased after delivery guys trying to filch or as we say “dee-bo”some pizzas.
Esto es una Fiesta De Locos!(Hey Hey,Hey Hey!)
Esto es una Fiesta De Locos!(Hey Hey,Hey Hey!)
Esto es una Fiesta De Locos!(Hey Hey,Hey prr!)
Pero Yo soy el unicoque no estoy loco ( Yo soy el unico que no estoy loco!)
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This is a party for crazy people (Hey Hey Hey Hey)!!!
But I’m the only person not crazy here
The Reality
Luckily this doesn’t happen often. But happened enough for some people to think I was a little off my rocker, and crazy. I also started a fight in Vegas with a Mormon Couple and bartender at the Flamingo who insulted myself and the person I was with at the time. So this time I am taking the necessary precautions:
- Taking a pictures of myself before I get wasted with my compadre, that way I can work backwards from all the bruises bumps and bite marks to figure out what the hell happened and not 2-3 days wonder where my jewelry or calcon (briefs) went
- Plan out were we will go, so there are no quickly moving things for me to chase. pre-emptively pick a designated place for us to crash so we arent wondering through the city. We are an Asian, Black and Latino posse. It will look like the Warriors movie if we are all hanging out on the wrong corner drunk, and me mouthing off doesn’t help.
- Pre-emptively pick a tattoo parlor. I am actually due for a second tattoo: “Thug Life Perhaps” I am thinking, any ideas ? There has been talk already circulating about doing some dumb shit
Side Note: Guys have been doing crazy shit long before the Hangover movies came out. Don’t let the movies fool ya
Looking Backwards
It’s amazing when you are 30 and look back on the nonsense you did when you were 29. I spent most of my 20′s working but there were isolated moments of pure insanity and crazy times that have made soem family members concerned. Recently my mom had a talk with me, it went something like this, not the desperation in her voice:
Mom: Hey You’re 30 now
Me: Yea ?!?!?!
Mom: When are you going to settle down
Me: What do you mean
Mom: You know a nice lady….?
Me: Well I come home to nice ladies, but they have to leave next morning.
(sister laughing…)
Sister: You need help and change for a $5
Mom: You’re disgusting (punches me in the arm) …. Shut up <sisters real name> Don’t encourage him
Me: (Laughing) Im willing to give it a try who you got in mind?……Silence? Is she deaf… is her name
Mom: You have to get back out there
Me: Fine what’s your cut, and which street corner? Do I wear a sailors outfit
Mom: Huhn ?…. what are you talking about
Me: Nothing…..
Ted kennedy's Fav T-Shirt , before driving off a bridge
Nena yo se que mi letra es obsena
Pero con ella es que pago la quincena
Mujeres feministas vamos hablar sin tapujo
Tu pones la colcha y yo te destrujo
Mi amor tu te vas a enamorar de este inmoral
Aunque seas inteligente o anormal
Da igual, segun Sigmund Freud
baby I know that my lyrics are obscene
but they give me my money
Feminists let’s talk openly
if you lay down on the bed I’ll destroy you
my love, you fell in love with this immoral boy
even if you’re clever or stupid
it’s the same, in Sigmund Freud’s opinion
I like how the tattoo parlor is a forethought…kinda like “this is gonna happen, so we may as well plan a good spot to go…”
lol when I was younger i didn’t have the for sight to think ahead, its like going to a strip club with big bills, you restrict your involvement pre-emptively. That was just an analogy I’ve never been to a strip club, a lot like the fish o filet at McDonalds its too greasy and 5 people have had their hands on it before u get it
I always thought it was funny when people acted like crazy shit didn’t go down at Bachelor Parties before The Hangover. Clearly these people don’t get out much. Have fun!!
Yeah I agree, we were all a lot crazy for a long time now. Ill have fun and if anything goes down Im going to post it here
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Yeah after 30, I started getting hangovers so I had to switch to meth.
I like your blog. Funny stuff.
Maybe check out mine if you get a chance ILoveMyOpinion.com – considering the subject of your post, you might appreciate this one of mine – http://ilovemyopinion.com/2010/11/15/dead-men-tell-no-tales/
I kind of like hangover, remind you of your mortality. Whats meth like?
thas right.. Calle 13 and Sean Paul in one post. BoOm!
You know how we do!!!! lol