This week's episode is the result of me going in for a spinal MRI a little while back because of a slipped disc. Everything is OK now, for the most part, so do not fret, caring reader.
AIM IM with Gregorio.
6/20/08, 10:29 AM
him: how was the mri screaming witch lady machine
me: it went like this
me: WE'RE PUTTING YOU IN A VERY SMALL TUBE PRETEND LIKE IT'S NOT A COFFIN AND/OR YOU BEING SWALLOWED BY A RATHER MEDIUM SIZED WHALE
SHE WILL BUZZ LIKE A MASSAGE CHAIR BUT WITH NONE OF THE BENEFITS
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND SQUEEZE ON THIS RUBBER BULB IF YOU DECIDE THAT YOU HAVE LOST SANITY
him: hahaha
him: hey tomorrow do you want to not drink water and sit in the sun until we die?
me: man
me: I can't think of a better plan
him: dude its on!!!!!
him: dude i have an amazing idea
me: I want to hear amazing ideas
me: those are the only ideas I want to hear
him: bounce house boat surfing
me: that's fucking amazing
him: take a bounce house out to the ocean
me: I'M SORRY
me: Fucking Amazing
him: HOLY SHIT
him: and then afterwards GRILLING LOBSTERS
him: HOLY SHIT
me: I could do all of that
him: birthday party
him: "The word “unfunny” surely applies to Mr. Myers’s obnoxious attempts to find mirth in physical and cultural differences but does not quite capture the strenuous unpleasantness of his performance. No, “The Love Guru” is downright antifunny, an experience that makes you wonder if you will ever laugh again."
me: AHA!!HAHAHAA!!!
me: where is this article!
me: seriously
him: its the new york times
Yes it is, Gregorio. Yes it is.
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