time to get serious

pare. pucha. wasap? wat?!? not even tuytuy's up? too bad.

anyhoo, i'm filled up to the brim i'm not even sure if i'm drunk or not. whatever which way, my way or the hiway, let's not let it get in the way.

it is time for some social commentary. wat yu say? nah. i love jessica zafra but she might choke (on her cup of coffee, not on anything else. bashtush!). i'm not out to rule the world. only the pucha-pare empire.

so, you better watch out. i'm giving you the hataw and you better not cry. i'm sick and tired of shutting up and looking like a dimwit.

at least, when i'm writing, i may sound like a dimwit. and dimwits have their stories, too.