Happy Patty Dukes Day

What can I say? I'm not a fan of Saint Patrick's Day. Why? For many years despite my wearing green, the kids at school would pinch me anyway and site that the color green I was wearing was not technically green. I mean, where is the freaking rule book - and why wasn't I told about it!

And even after becoming an adult, kids would still come up and pinch me. That's sad. When I was a kid, at least I could bite some legs or something, but for some reason it's illegal for adults to bite kids. It's not like I'd actually eat the little snots. Besides, I'm too busy eating crow on a daily basis so who has room for spoiled rotten kid.

My knee was killing me today and I mean I wanted to cry for me mum, but it hurt too much. So I took a pain pill. Jeesh! It took one full hour and five minutes to take effect!!!! I mean, ya know. That sucks. My knee coulda stopped hurting on its own by that time, ya know. Anyway - now that it's kicked in - I'm floatin'. WHOA! I think I just saw a dead people or something!

Nah - it was just a demon sucking on animal eyeballs. Never mind. Hoo - man. I really am high. I don't like being high. I really don't despite all the 60s and 70s references. As a matter of fact i quit getting high for fun at the age of 21. I even quit drinking at age 21 because it wasn't fun getting it legally anymore. Is that sad or what!?

So how are woo dwoi... howoo aroo yoo oo hw - drugs man - woo hoo! Uhm. Soooo wooo whu Uhm. Gotta goo noo w. This stoofo isew ewt sdartin satartim to reilleee kqwuck kickkkkkkkin