Tuesday, August 12, 2008

pimple on your tongue = you're a liar

I'm at the pool, lifeguarding and I can feel my knees burning. I just took a break from reading Colbert's book. No one is swimming so I'm on my ipod. A man with a giant arm tat is talking on his cell phone and some elderly women are here too, probably chatting about the downfall of today's youth. I think the elderly shun technology because they don't feel like learning how to use it. I know they used to walk three miles to school in blistering blizzards but we have cars now, with four wheel drive. Old ladies are nice though. Damn, that mans tat is massive.

Now to what I was actually going to write about.

I had to pause for a min because people were swimming. A man named pat just told me to enjoy my college years because they go fast.

Okay now, what I wanted to say is that judy, my mom, (only sometimes I call her judy to her face like when I lose her in department stores) told me that when you get a pimple on your tongue it means you told a lie. Well, I have a pimple on my tongue its mildly uncomfortable and more of an inflamed taste bud than a pimple. So I guess I lied if I'm going to be superstious. I did actually, when john (dad) asked me if this little jewelery bag I had was for weed. He was like hey what's this for, weed? I said no of couse but I actually do keep my weed in another bag that is the same as the one he saw. Later, I actually did put my weed in it. I cannot tell a lie.

That was long and retarded

Ps I'm an asshole sometimes.
PPS when I'm lifeguarding I like to pretend I'm Harriet the spy, although I do hate that name

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