Shit starts flying when we're cleaning out fascia and one of my partners had a dollop of shit fly into his mouth. Poor guy.
I met my future cat tonight. I'm so excited! Also, get this: As we approached my new place a couple weeks ago when my dad was helping me move my stuff, all of a sudden he goes, "Holy shit! This was the neighborhood I was born in!" All he could remember was the street because they moved to Flushing when he was around 8, and it's two streets South of mine. Today, I finally remembered to write my aunt, who's seven years older than him, to ask if she remembers the address of that first apartment, and it's one block West of mine. So out of all the places I looked, I ended up three blocks from the first apartment my grandparents had together, where my aunt and dad were born. How crazy is that? I got the chills. Next week I'm making my grandma's chicken soup and blintzes in honor.
My first thought upon seeing something like that is "I wonder what her ass looks like". I dated a girl with big boobs once. Every time she laid down, they disappeared into her armpits. What is sexy about that?
No. No. No......Oh, No....I....what?....not sure.....tongue....long...clown...daddy?....911.....scared....send help. EDIT: Sorry, I just can't look at the clown thing more than once. It had to go.