Mommy and I went to Tito Cesar's funeral. There were these two jackoffable chicks from his in-laws' side of the family. They looked like identical twins, but not sure if they were twins. Sisters definitely. Too much makeup, though. The shorter one had wavy hair, blond streaks on a brown base. The taller one was doing that big poofy thing (like Peggy from Married with Children) that I'm not into. At the part where we had to shake hands as a sign of peace, I got to shake hands with each of them. Score! That's, like, hands having sex!
During the burial, I started laughing hard when I was Facebooking and apparently, according to Michelle, Carlos' sister is accusing me of being their baby Xavier's daddy!
The reception was an all-you-can-eat buffet at QQ Buffet & Grill. If I was on Charlie Sheen's nuts like the rest of mainstream society right now, this is the part where I would exclaim, "Winning!'
I stayed in my suit for the rest of the day because it looked too damn sexy. But no one in the database was working at the mall except for Faith at Brookstone, who's unfortunately jacked up her hair lately. Fail on trying to cut bangs into it.
Walking back from visiting Yoh at Great Earth, I happened upon Charles' Billiards where there was no cover charge before 8:00PM to watch UFC 128. I met two dudes - Austin and Yohan - who were down to split a pitcher of Hefeweizen. They're both Korean, but Austin actually lived in the Philippines for two years when he was little.
I came home, fired up the porn, and busted a #3 to ... the chick at the funeral today who had the big poofy hair that I'm not a fan off. Not sure why. Beer goggles maybe?
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