Like sands through the hourglass, so are the missed connections of my life
You know, it's funny that he wanted to talk about protein shake recipes and body dysmorphic disorder because that very same night one of my friends interrupted me mid-sentence and said, "YOU KNOW, YOU REALLY NEED TO FIND SOME NEW THINGS TO TALK ABOUT."
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I most certainly did not say something that cruel. My exact words were, "You need to get a life outside of the gym." See, harmless.
You need to get these quotes exact. I almost lost my job earlier this year for making a similar mistake. But in my defense, who can understand Sen. Byrd? The man's a hundred and trembles more violently than a paint shaker.
Posted by: Jason | July 30, 2007 03:03 PM
Well,
There was another MC about you, but I just think it was a jealous bitch venting on someone he lusts after. What a scecco he is.
Posted by: dcmasshole | July 30, 2007 11:51 PM
Hi Toby,
My name is Luka. I live on the 7th floor, upstairs from you. I think you've seen me before. Anyway, if ever you hear something late at night, some kind of trouble or some kind of fight, well...
...it's probably my boyfriend kicking the holy piss out of me. You see, a couple weeks ago I invited the Italian guy in 703 to drop by while he was out of town, but he came home a day early and, well, you get the idea. My GOD, he had the biggest, roundest, fattest, juiciest uncut tube steak I've ever seen with the hairiest set of low hangers this side of Palermo! And speaking of hot Italians he kind of looks like you. Just sayin. So after my bruises heal maybe I'll say hi. In the meantime I just tell my co-workers that I "walked into the door again."
TOBY SAYS: I live in a building with only five floors.
Posted by: Luka Van der Hooven-Fleugel | July 31, 2007 12:35 AM