Brotherhood of the Buttcheeks

It has been ages since I last time updated my blog and I sincerely apologize without any further explanations (fuck do I care whether you read this or not, arseholes). As you can see, I do keep good care of my readers - you are my life, my everything~ I would climb onto Mount Everest just for you! (and probably jump from the highest cliff, committing a suicide, for I've had enough of you and my life is just one freaking misery because of you) No, really. I love you. Sort of. I have a feeling that we have one of these love-hate-relationships. Do we? Maybe? Why am I questioning you? You can't even answer. Oh here we go with the babbling again. Fuck yay hip-hurray.

Sat. 27.11.10. I will never be a freaking driver to my drunkard friends anymore. It's frustrating and shittiest job one could ever imagine. First, you leave your warm home at 11 in the evening. Then you fetch you friends, drive 40minutes to the town, go into the club, and sit there for 4 hours, watching as our happy and healthy nation drinks to their misery, and do a ridiculous attempts to charm the other gender. What? And what do I do? Have fun? Yeah, right. I sit there on a bench, listening and observing, as people really embarrass themselves and hope the time would go faster. (It's not that I would be embarrassing ever when I'm drunken... Seriously! I am very well-behaving and always in good condi--... I actually have never drunk alcohol. As I said in some of the previous posts. No no. Alcohol, no. Nej, ingen alkohol för mig. Vad fan är det förresten? -Swedish mode off- That language does sound a little bit fag-ish. Sorry swedes.) And oh, yeah, I ended up home at 5 in the morning. Mmm.

I don't know, once again, what was the point of this post but I hope it brought further meaning to life and maybe some of you had a "Samadhi" experience. Even enlightening! That means I could form a little cult of my readers... The name would be "Brotherhood of the Buttcheeks" - "Because we know what's hiding between them"... Eh.... This is getting a bit too awkward. I don't know, I never knew and don't actually give a shit. Sidenote: I stopped using mushrooms a while ago, I deserve major applauds. And cash. And fame. And... more buttcheeks to my blog. BUT THEN AGAIN. I don't want to be hesitant with this matter. Like I always have said, you don't want to rush into big decisions. They might turn into a thing during some warm day full of joy or they might suffer a fatal destiny. BOB shall be left out of the topic - for now.

No pics for you today. You don't deserve them.