Where's my tee pee?
I swear to Allah and Ibraham I left it in the shower and now its gone....
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As I sit at my terminal my head spins lightly...."Weeeeeeeee" it says "Weeeeeeeee."
I wonder what today will bring....
Anyhoo, I thought it might be time to elaborate a little about the American Embassy Security / CIA people that sit in the White Ford Fairlaine out the front.
This is the dealio.
Basically they sit there and monitor who walks past, how often and shizzle like that nizzle.
When I first noticed some governmental paranoia in the haps outside, I made it a promise to myself, a promise to God and a promise to the outback riggers in the outback, to conspire a conspiracy.
For days and days, weeks and weeks, I'd walk past and stare at them, look away, look at the Americana Capriosa and back at them mischievously. They'd notice and share a few words, then keep watching me.
I was loving inflicting early morning paranoia upon them.
So anyway I finally stepped it up a notch. I got to a point where I'd do the stare routine and then look at my hand, I'd look up at the embassy and back around behind me....Just to check if anyone was watching....
LOL!
From exchanging a few words it went to breaka breaka one two one two on the walkie talkie yo and just got worse from there.
I finally had to tone it down when I noticed my bedroom had cctv's set up in the air con unit.
Hahaha
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So Miska and I were doing the walk of shame to work past the hop-si-tal. There are magic mushrooms growing in the lawn out the front.
Cook off at mine.
Starts 7pm
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There are no more updates on the Crazie Lesbos Stalker Woman on the 246. I think I scared her away yo.
This is a bad thing. I need more drama on the bus. 246 is just not doing it for me right now.... :(
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Random Random my head is still spinning.
Perhaps later I'll hit up something a bit more exciting, a bit more interesting....hmmmmmmm a bit more hardKORE
Later lates
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As I sit at my terminal my head spins lightly...."Weeeeeeeee" it says "Weeeeeeeee."
I wonder what today will bring....
Anyhoo, I thought it might be time to elaborate a little about the American Embassy Security / CIA people that sit in the White Ford Fairlaine out the front.
This is the dealio.
Basically they sit there and monitor who walks past, how often and shizzle like that nizzle.
When I first noticed some governmental paranoia in the haps outside, I made it a promise to myself, a promise to God and a promise to the outback riggers in the outback, to conspire a conspiracy.
For days and days, weeks and weeks, I'd walk past and stare at them, look away, look at the Americana Capriosa and back at them mischievously. They'd notice and share a few words, then keep watching me.
I was loving inflicting early morning paranoia upon them.
So anyway I finally stepped it up a notch. I got to a point where I'd do the stare routine and then look at my hand, I'd look up at the embassy and back around behind me....Just to check if anyone was watching....
LOL!
From exchanging a few words it went to breaka breaka one two one two on the walkie talkie yo and just got worse from there.
I finally had to tone it down when I noticed my bedroom had cctv's set up in the air con unit.
Hahaha
-
So Miska and I were doing the walk of shame to work past the hop-si-tal. There are magic mushrooms growing in the lawn out the front.
Cook off at mine.
Starts 7pm
-
There are no more updates on the Crazie Lesbos Stalker Woman on the 246. I think I scared her away yo.
This is a bad thing. I need more drama on the bus. 246 is just not doing it for me right now.... :(
-
Random Random my head is still spinning.
Perhaps later I'll hit up something a bit more exciting, a bit more interesting....hmmmmmmm a bit more hardKORE
Later lates
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