Thursday, January 27, 2011

I Would Totally Want Elvis To Be My Landlord. If By 'Land', You Mean My Vagina.

I've been trying to fill my days with activities that require me to be around at least one other person every day. It's the whole loneliness thing again.
So, TW and I decided that we would spend an entire day of "adventuring", which was really us going to Venice and walking around the beach while looking at all the artwork.

Before we left, I was painting the Jay post, and still had some wet paint on the table. Without even thinking about it, I sat right on it in my black work pants to put on my shoes.



I spent the next couple hours trying to scrub the white out.
And after a couple hours of trying, it faded enough where I wasn't satisfied, but too apathetic to continue.


After a long, and wonderful time at the beach, we decided to head home when we hit traffic on the 405 (like always).
TW has a bit of road rage, especially toward those laid back Californian drivers, and every so often would mutter some sort of obscenity.
A lot of cars were weaving in and out of the lanes, which only caused more traffic, and then we hit the bottle neck, and everyone to our right had to merge over.
TW slammed on the brakes, and was agitated for 10 minutes or so before yelling,
"SUCK A BAG OF DICKS!"



I got so confused (as you see in the video, so was Louis CK) when this happened. It's not the first time I heard this phrase before, but I never really thought about it either.
I asked her,
"A bag..? Or a sack..?"
To which she replied,
"Does it matter?"

I was very surprised!
Of course it matters, TW.
Of course.



It's the difference between a grocery bag that fits some essential items, and a human sized potato sack.
Which would you rather suck?
Neither.
But if you had to choose?
The grocery bag. Of course.

*Side note*
For those of you who don't know who Louis CK is; he's a comedian.
He's a pretty vulgar comedian actually, who I didn't like for a very long time because I thought he was too offensive for me.
As I got older, I realized that being offensive is one of the best ways to live, so I gave him another shot.

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