three years ago

today, i turned you on to raymi.

have you thanked me yet?

jk. but not really.

heres the difference between raymi and a lot of the camgirls or cutesy chicks who show their ta-tas on the interweb:

shes actually trying to show you her heart.

the young boys get distracted and are all b00bies bo0biez which suprises me because a 17 year old boy, lets say, living in north amerikkka in the fourth quarter of 2005 with a halfway decent connection to the internet should have seen more titties by now than all the titties in all the issues of penthouse hustler and playboy combined.

and not just pornstar titties or model titties but celeb titties. todays high school senior has seen so many titties that he should at this point even be discerning in his pr0n to the exent that when he saw tara reids tas that he should have immediately said Yay, of course, but then Ewwww, which isnt to say that he wouldnt have fully examined the entirety of it, for we as men are boobie scientists, especially during puberty, but after an hour should have moved on to either some nipslippage or your garden variety european beach topless tanning gallery of the rich and famous.

which means by the time they have gotten to raymis blog the titties should simply be part of the ambience. like how good mexican restaurants have really good chips. you dont go for the chips but damn theyre good as youre waiting for your fish taco platter and pitchers of cadillac margueritas.

raymi pours her soul out there for you. she tells it as it is. she walks the walk. she keeps it realer than real and i keep telling you to read her but you just scan for the nipples.

theres a reason your older brothers and sisters keep voting for bush cheeney, its because ignorance runs in the family. and your family has deep roots. milton wrote a tale a long time ago about adam, eve, and a fella named satan. he called it paradise lost because its about how adam and eve fucked up their paradise on earth but its also about how satan fucked up his paradise in Heaven.

in the old days satan was a high ranking angel. he was completely loved by the Lord, milton reminds us. but there was something strange about him, something a little off. for example satan was always seen looking down at the golden bricks that made up the sidewalks of Heaven. it totally blew his mind and he never got used to it.

because he wasnt truly a great fit for Heaven he couldnt really look up beyond the mundane of that place and see the beauty that was truly there.

when all you do at raymis site is skim for the titties youre pulling a satan in Heaven and not seeing the big picture.

and youre lost.

quit being a dumbfuck fratboy youngrepublican ambecrombie retread american.

be a fil.

and for all of you who asked after my podcast with busy if i will continue to interview celebs, may i remind you ive been interviewing superstars since the begining of time

i cant help it that the world just doesnt know them yet.

raymi’s blog + fil warning its sorta gross today + my interview with raymi in july

a lot has changed with the busblog over the last few years

ashley which is bound to happen.

when it started i actually rode the bus everywhere, which is how this blog got its name. and i was doing a lot of dating, which is what got the blog its fame, some say.

in the begining i was dating a 19 yr old young lady named Ashley who at the time was living in las vegas.

as time went on she moved to california. orange county to be specific. some say that the OC was created because of ashley. i wouldnt doubt it.

over time we had our ups and downs as any teen and her 110 yr old beau would have. but for the most part it was a happy time, in fact my recollection of it was beautiful.

i bring this up because the other day the daisy princess called me and told me that she felt forgotten by me and replaced by the anna kournikovas of the world who showed up once the busblog really got rolling. to which i told her that she was wrong.

to which she asked why i didnt write about her on my blog anymore.

to which i said because she has been in a happy relationship with her new boyfriend for close to two years.

to which she said but you talk about karisa.

to which i said not all that much.

to which she said more than me.

to which i said cuz she lives about a mile away from me and we go skydiving on sundays.

to which she said do you miss me.

to which i said of course i do.

to which she said how much.

to which i said if your boyfriend knew how much i missed you he’d want to punch me

to which she giggled and said dont be gross which is funny because i wasnt being gross but sometimes she can read my mind and my mind is indeed quite gross.

so yes ashley we are all bummed that you no longer live in southern california but we are happy that you are back in Vegas because now we can hang out with you when we go out there.

but no, you will never be forgotten, especially on the busblog.

yes she still loves drew + her myspace page + me and ashley rent a car