29rd in Hey, buddy, got a light?

I miss OD-
HI, MY NAMES BOB AND I’M AN ALCOHOLIC-
HI, BOB!
THIS IS’NT AN INTERCEPTION, YOU SPHINCTER WARTS.
Um, point of order, I believe the term is ‘Intravenous’.
POINT OF ORDER, YOU’RE A DICK, OVER.-..and the word you both fucked up was ‘Intervention’.
..You done? A-ARE WE DONE NOW? HUH? EVERYONE GOT THEIR GIGGLES OUT AND THEIR SERIOUS PANTS ON? I sure as fuck hope so..cause I..I want to talk about some serious shit, man.
Look, I’m pretty sure mom was joking when she said you had a tapeworm, ok
Serious shit? YOU MEAN LIKE THAT ONE TIME AT THAT HALLOWEEN PARTY?-
..Hand to dog, bromigo, I’m going to hit you SO hard,..SO hard. Like, Saturn is going to lose a ringo or two. THATS how hard I’m going to hit you.
Anyway..the serious shit I mentioned earlier, well it’s not so serious..I mean it kind of IS, because it’s like..that was a sinking ship and I lost contact with a folk or two.
Have I since reconnected with most on here? Sho nuff.
Am I still missing a folk or two though? Sho nuff.
I think the broody and seething sort of outgrow ‘blogging’ after awhile, if what I pen/type here can be classified as such.
The Anti-Clique was cool, man.
ms.madlar was something.
I actually wrote this entry as an excuse to post a video or gif-, I think I’ve done it a time or two before, lets have one to distract from that ominous last sentence about some girl.