Nov 28 2008

Tweets: Plotting to Wreck Bobby Flay’s Home

Category: tweets

Urgent. Will die without reading.


  • 11:09 ♪♫ Listening to “Springtime Out The Van Window” by Anthony Green on @Favtape http://tinyurl.com/5af5z6
  • 16:13 Henry to Chooch: Remember when your mother doesn’t do anything? #
  • 01:00 I wish Bobby Flay would challenge ME to a throwdown. I’d take it to the bedroom. Holla! #
  • 01:09 Listening to Chuck Mangione’s Feel So Good & Henry said “o the days of having sex to this song.” I yelled YOU DID? He exasperatedly said no. #
  • 01:12 Henry has me Googling gruyere substitutes. Oh, the things we silly kids do. While listening to Chuck Mangione. #
  • 01:13 ♪♫ now u can be listening to C-Mang, too @Favtape tinyurl.com/6dmjr4 #
  • 01:20 Henry just orgasmed into a container of sage and murmured, “I love the smell of sage.” Now he’s sad because I said it smells like a disease. #

  • 11:57 I’m so glad that Chooch thinks that all parades are asshole parades. I never should have made that damn shirt. #
  • 11:58 Look Chooch, here comes Santa – the biggest asshole of them all. #
  • 12:03 I am thankful that I haven’t had a donut with my coffee for so long because now that I am, it tastes that much better. #
  • 17:51 What. Henry left me alone in the house while he went to pick up his mom and there is a timer going off IN THE KITCHEN. #
  • 18:44 My ass just changed the channel to 666. My bro said “well if ur gonna do that, can u at least put on the BET Awards?” #
  • 18:47 Apparently my bro was tutoring kids at a Baptist church but quit after some of them had sword fights with crowbars next to his car. #
  • 19:34 The bane of my existence is the act of existing. #
  • 19:42 Hello. We still haven’t eaten our obligatory Thanksgiving dinner yet. #
  • 22:00 It has been decided that Henry quit the beverage biz to become a pro thanksgiving dinner cooker. #

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7 comments

7 Comments so far

  1. BuenoMexicana November 28th, 2008 6:07 pm

    Henry just orgasmed into a container of sage and murmured, “I love the smell of sage.” Now he’s sad because I said it smells like a disease. #

    oh, henry.

    it’s a good thing he CAN cook or else he’d have already lost you to bobby.

  2. Francesco November 29th, 2008 12:05 am

    i love the bangs! haha you should call them your ‘fuck-off-henry-bangs’

    make sure to announce this to everyone and name drop it a lot.

    “do you like my fuck-off-henry-bangs? These are my fuck-off-henry-bangs. Yeah I told the girl I wanted fuck-off-henry-bangs and it turns out she cuts fantastic fuck-off-henry-bangs. I wanted to convey this exact message… you know, the message that only fuck-off-henry-bangs can convey. A complete success, I think, these fuck-off-henry-bangs”

  3. Tuna Tar-Tart November 29th, 2008 10:35 am

    I live for these comments. I made Henry read it and he was trying so hard not to smile. He loves attention!

    I owe you an email. I’m hoping to have some quiet time today so I can make that happen.

  4. Francesco November 29th, 2008 10:42 am

    I really am the best commenter on your blog. I say this unabashedly and in it’s way, proves my point.

    TRY AND ARGUE IT

    hahaha

    Tell Henry I am getting my own fuck-off-henry-bangs. It’s such a great, fresh look

  5. Lisa Bobisa November 29th, 2008 3:58 am

    Those bangs are cuuuuuute!!

  6. Tuna Tar-Tart November 29th, 2008 10:36 am

    Thank you! I really like them. I was worried the next day that they weren’t going to go right for me, but they’ve been managable so far.

  7. Michelle November 29th, 2008 2:11 pm

    Well, I like them. I wonder what he hates about them?

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