Good on 'ya. Between Brookhurst Blvd and UCI you must have had your hands full <insert witty comment here>Hmmm. As was I.
I was a Bio major- I'm guessing you were Sociology with an emphasis in Asian studies......
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Friday Maki Word Association Thread
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I was a Bio major- I'm guessing you were Sociology with an emphasis in Asian studies......
I text a lot. I fact I text more than I talk on the phone now. It's great. I don't have to waste time listening to those stupid friggin messages. Press 1 to leave a message. Begin your message when you hear the tone. I'm going to ramble on in some soft spoken sexyless chick-voice, with a pause fatter than a pregnat cow, and then I'm going to say one last thing before that friggin annoying beep..... Then all I have to say is. "Surf!" "Dude!" "Gig on the 16th is confirmed." or worse yet "call me back." Then I miss the call, because I'm either in work, or I have the phone on vibrate. I have the phone on vibrate all the time. It's so lame, IMO, to have a stupid ring tone blurt out in class, or a meeting, or anywhere else for that matter. So I'm all vibrate. The only problem with this is phantom vibrations. I swear, even when people are not calling me, I feel the sensation that my pocket in vibrating. It's always next to my balls too. I pull out my phone open it up, and there it is just staring back at me blankly with them time. I wonder if it's my spidey senses tingling. Spidey gets a tingle when there's danger near. Perhaps I get a tingle when there's a sexy asian chick near by. This is something worth investigating. Or it could be because I've got a sexy korean girl snapping pics of herself doing indecent things to herself. There's nothing better than open your phone to a picture of that. Can't believe it really. You never look at your phone the same way after that. But those friggin' phantom vibrations might make me chuck the whole stupid thing out the window.
Not even close. LOL. I was an English major. I did take some history of women in pornography class over in the sociology building though.
I took a 'representation of women in the media' class to fulfill my English Breadth Requirement. I ended up having to watch Silence of the Lambs downstairs in the main library at like 11:30pm- then walk through Aldrich Park to get back to my car. I'm a sissy, but I nearly shat myself.....Not even close. LOL. I was an English major. I did take some history of women in pornography class over in the sociology building though.
Good times.
Take a load of Fanny.... Ummmmmmmmmm and put the load right on me. The Band. My band used to play that song. Chicks dig it. Me not so much until I met hooked up with a sexy asian girl name Fanny after playing it. She walked up to me, drunk, put her arms over my shoulders and sang me that line. Then kissed me. Then said. "Hi. I'm Fanny." I very funny moment. She was a little on the larger side. I'm not a proud man.
Pfft. I would study THC horticulture in the rock garden almost everyday. I've gone and hooked up with chicks there at night. Met at the pub. Got tossed, and then asked if they wanted to go for a walk. End up humping in the bushes. So many hot asian chicks at UCI. Good lord. I didn't take full advantage of it. I realize that now.
Can't say I ever ended up in the rock garden, but there were quite a few unusually green grass splotches around the periphery of Crawford Hall.....
I had my Physical Chemistry lab midday on a Saturday- 8 hr lab session and more often than not it took about 1.5-2hrs to get everything running and then you'd have to wait for everything to finish/get your results. Most folk would just hang out and do their write ups- my lab partner and I would head to the Anthill and 3hrs later we'd be back in the lab breaking glassware and losing all our product.
This always reminds me of Philly Jo Jones. I learned about him in my History of Miles Davis class. It was a great class. There was a Korean girl in there named Wendy. She was art major and liked to be tied up. I didn't have a lot of rope laying around whenever I was getting it on with her, so once I unplugged a bunch of her stuff and tied her up with an brown extension cord and a couple of power bars. It did the trick. When I got tired of her I just left. She didn't call after that. I don't think she appreciated it.
Oh yeah baby. The Salty Dog Blues. I must admit I'm a Salty Dog myself. I'm not too proud to admit that if I could I'd lick the salt off my own balls. Sadly, I'm dependent on the sexy asian chicks to help me out with this. Ok, not so sadly.
I consider a chick chewing gum as nothing more than a chick training for the big oral olympics. A sexy asian chick chewing gum tells me many things that I enjoy setting out to confirm.
Fix is a great word. It's part of the process of solving problems. Problem solving is a skill. I honestly think that problem solving is more innate in men. It can be learned by chicks, and some chicks get very good at problem solving, but first they must overcome there desire to talk about problems. I would say man's desire to solve problems is very similar to the desire to fill holes. A sexy asian chick has three. I try my best to fill them.
You'd do well in the porn industry.
"Maki Productions, cause we're never proud enough!"
Albert Einstein had a deep understanding of physics. I have a deep understanding of asian chicks. Or at least the desire to get deep with them.
He was a genius, while myself on the other has never been accused of anything remote to that.
