Thursday, January 29, 2009

Out Of Dodge

I am getting out of dodge for awhile.

Christene will miss me.

I am leaving it in her capable hands not to let our blog turn to rubbish.

If by chance it does fall to the wayside, like socks in the dryer, and it does become utter crap, I will most likely forgive her.

Notice how I said most likely. It's best to let people hang in the balance.

If you miss my wit and cynicism please start reading my blogs over again from the beginning. It will keep you warm until I can come back and hold your head to my breast while calming your fears.

P.S. You look like an idiot when you do peace signs.

That's for all you jokers who still flash them in photos.

Eff. This is what I want to do to you!

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Those White Girls Sure Can Rap

I imagine if Snoop Dog heard Leps and me rapping he'd be blown away.


2Pac and Biggie roll over in their graves every time they hear us white bitches busting a rhyme in the car.

Today a new occurrence happened.

We were listening to R. Kelly's ignition and we were doing these dance moves. It was like we choreographed it, but we hadn't. We amaze ourselves.

Another favorite is Usher's Burn.

We often pretend the beginning is us on the phone with him while he breaks up with us. He is such a bastard that Usher, how callous to break up with me in a song.

We also enjoy City High's 'What would you do'.

I tell you what I would do, I would strip. YAH.

Often Leps changes the name to mine: "Her name was Tee she went to junior high with me."

Of course, I'm like, "Why yes I am a stripper and yes we did have bio together."

Others that frequent our morning/afternoon drives: Gangster's Paradise, Air Force Ones, Solider, I'm Real, Gold Digger, Crossroads.

We are Gs and we're way out of your league.

On a side note we have almost died a hundred times on our commutes together.Which I think only makes us a bit more badass.

Thursday, January 1, 2009


I hate saying goodbye
to someone I love
Before I am suppose too.

My heart hurts