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| i wish i had cartoon underwear...two twins dancing on my left and right... and a close up of my face projected on the wall...(1:00)...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eUhu9dGXcX0
"swag up its tight, one blade its right."
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| last saturday sarah invited me to meeca's and ivana's moving out party. so forsure i dragged jason along cuz well...they love him. but out of curiosity, i also invited ryan aka "monster" to party with us. don't ask me why they call him monster. since this party is pretty much...uhh...a fold out book of the urban outfitters catalog come to life, i thought it would be a perfect environment to put a typical daly city filipino, with his baggy pants down to the middle of his thigh, "naw bluud" after every sentence sayin' gangsta. there was only two possible outcomes in this experiment. one, opposites attract- ryan meets a white girl so different from him, she is intrigued/blown away by their cultural, social differences, they hook up, and get married. two, he's put in an environment where he's like a deer in headlights, a fish out of water, or a cutty gay guy in a republican convention. unfortunately for monster, it was the latter. meeca asked me what was up with my boy and i think he rubbed people the wrong way. oh well. there was so many highlights of the night let me note them down before it escapes from my swiss cheese brain.
-ryan yellin' at all the thuggs asking where messy marv was while we circled the block 30 times looking for parking.
-sarah partyin'.
- jason and i walking up 8 flights of stairs in the dark, spilling beer, on the verge of throwing up gagging, only using our cell phones as lights.
-checking out the beautiful city sky line on the roof while pissing standing next to a pile of jasons throw up.
ahhh, can i use the word all the hipsters and bikers are using these days.....EPIC!!!
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