but theyre easy and insta would never do them so here:
LAYER ONE:
— Name: dumbass
— Birth date: rocktober 22
— Birthplace: our nations capital
— Current Location: hollywood
— Eye Color: black
— Hair Color: black
— Height: 5’10”
— Righty or Lefty: green
— Zodiac Sign: libra/scorpio
LAYER TWO:
— Your heritage: american
— The shoes you wore today: just socks
— Your weakness: morning blogging
— Your fears: theyve all been realized
— Your perfect pizza: ginos east with sausage & pepperoni
— Goal you’d like to achieve: retrieving my mojo
LAYER THREE:
— Your most overused phrase on AIM: im 110
— Your first waking thoughts: i love howard stern
— Your best physical feature: hands
— Your most missed memory: huh?
LAYER FOUR:
— Pepsi or Coke: diet pepsi
— McDonald’s or Burger King: kfc
— Single or group dates: im not that kinky – single
— Adidas or Nike: f nike and their sweatshops
— Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: long island
— Chocolate or vanilla: both, as often as possible
— Cappuccino or coffee: that junk is for adults
LAYER FIVE:
— Smoke: only in amsterdam
— Cuss: never
— Sing: horribly
— Take a shower everyday: not on weekends unless i have a date
— Do you think you’ve been in love: dozens of times
— Want to go to college: my favorite 7 yrs were spent there, why not
— Liked high school: sorta
— Want to get married: definately
— Believe in yourself: only when im drunk
— Get motion sickness: rarely
— Think you’re attractive: nope
— Think you’re a health freak: i wash my hands a lot
— Like thunderstorms: of course
— Play an instrument: made a girl sing today
LAYER SIX: In the past month…
— Drank alcohol: duh
— Smoked: double duh
— Done a drug: triple duh
— Made Out: quadruple duh
— Gone on a date: hmmm, not sure id call them dates
— Gone to the mall?: no
— Eaten an entire box of Oreos?: they come in bags
— Eaten sushi: of course, oh wait do you mean, then hell no.
— Been on stage: yes but the cameras were off
— Been dumped: if you dont get said no to youre not risking
— Gone skating: im old, no
— Made homemade cookies: havent workd the oven in a year
— Dyed your hair: ha!
LAYER SEVEN: Ever…
— Played a game that required removal of clothing: but of course
— If so, was it mixed company: but of course
— Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: but of course
— Been caught “doing something”: people honked from below, so yes
— Been called a tease: hmmm
— Gotten beaten up: lets just say i was outnumbered
— Shoplifted: never
— Changed who you were to fit in: only for business
LAYER EIGHT:
— Age you hope to be married: 125
— Numbers and Names of Children: 10, angus, pete, jimi, lefty, george foreman, prince, ilka, pierce, ae, michaelangelo, mary
— Describe your Dream Wedding: on the cliffs of isla vista
— How do you want to die: slowly
— Where you want to go to college: i do have a terrible memory, but i believe i already went to college
— What do you want to be when you grow up: tall
— What country would you most like to visit: finland
LAYER NINE:
— Number of drugs taken illegally: only one at a time
— Number of people I could trust with my life: trust is my middle name, my mom just spelled it funny
— Number of CDs that I own: thousands and thousands
— Number of piercings: just my last name is pierced
— Number of tattoos: its against the good book, so none
— Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: hundreds and hundreds
— Number of scars on my body: several
— Number of things in my past that I regret: less than five
— Who did you get this from: Bluecad
this opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo. i never dream but the other night i had several dreams. in one of them i was running with my old pal aj. in another i was flying around in chopper one for a very long time never really accomplishing anything interesting. in another one i was back in high school taking a test but i couldnt read the letters. in another i was driving a semi truck that had eggs in the cargo. but i didnt know how to work the gears even though somehow we had made it to the freeway. me being me and the eggs and a few chickens. why chickens? why dreams. she had short hair and a ride to the fair. we went there. we ate there. we walked around and thought about things outloud and drank beers out of cups. they had games of chance and dark corners and rickety rides. they had funny lights and left handed monkeys throwing peanut shells and donkeys. there were butter sculpters, men from mars, and drunken turtle races. we bet on #7 but it wasnt in the stars. then i had another dream. this one was in black and white. i was black she was white. her white legs shown in the black sky on top of the black garter on her white thigh.
how long can you write until the sexiest clipper girl there is gets over here. ten minutes ago she said she was ten minutes away. in that time i have brushed my teeth, picked up a few odd things, shot a shot of bacardi and found