the seam splits

To live between a rock and a hard place
In between time
Cruising in prime time
Soaking up the cathode rays

To live between the wars in our time
Living in real time
Holding the good time
Holding on to yesterdays
-Rush

Okay...lets stay on the theme of the world ending. My buddy David, who's girlfriend; aka Titts Magee, who has the most lovely surgically enhanced rack imaginable, had her birthday party last Sabado. It all went swimmingly, except for the part where someone mentioned Facebook. Jokingly he said, "I lost my first wife to Facebook. Titts MaGee punched him in the face and split his lip so bad he asked me "Duh yuh tink i need stitches man?" He's Irish.

"Ya fucking cunt!" I said. "Snap out of it man! Ya don't need no sodding stitches!"

He and Titts are Man U fans, which is unfortunate. We saw them on Miercoles after the Champions League Final, and he asked her to marry him.

It's just so chilling to see folks making the mistakes that may haunt them the rest of their lives.

Or maybe they'll be wonderful together.

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La Profesora wound up in the hospital because she had some kind of infection she didn't treat and it got into her bloodstream. I found out today. I heard from her and she's out now. Crazy bitch!

Perchance I am better off without her. She's really awesome, but she's a train wreck waiting to hit a cow pasture.

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So i just keep on moving on. Run rabbit run.

Please tell me ya at least ad lunch on 'em man!
-El Dude to David, About Titts Magee's Rack