Here's the deal my many minions. The Burd truly possesses a phenomenal memory but even the greatest computer could use a little extra RAM. Hence we obtained a journal!!! It's not a fucking diary!!! Therefore this little segment of Wam Burd and JonnyD shall be dedicated to a few quotes documented this previous evening. Before we begin a quick update. That tsunami of drunken idiots and luscious little pixies i referred to has hit shore. Throughout the next week we shall be inundated with said individuals. With a little luck the Burd just might come across a tasty little morsel with low self esteem and serious daddy issues. Let's just say this coming week shows promise!
To protect the innocent (if there is such a thing) all names have been omitted from this blog.
"You think your so cultured. You're the most redneck person i know. Stop staring at my chest!!!!"
"Doesn't it smell like weed?" "No, but the voodoo doll i bought smells like weed."
"Imagine a stripper dancing."
"You can stop with the vag and go to the butt."
"I didn't make any money on that one guys. WTF!"
It's true. These are actual quotes from actual people that came out of their actual mouths. I love my journal! Fuck you! It's not a diary!!
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