Armor Mastery

I just realized that I hardly post as much on here. Maybe it's because I like to tank up a bunch of events and then post a large, epic, and erect post that exceeds so much awesome. No seriously, if this post was an erection, it would be like 4 feet long.

But I digress...shall I begin?

I am a Yu-Gi-Oh nerd. If you didn't know. I recently spent over $50 on Duelist Pack: Crow for a few reasons: collect Blackwings, tank good cards, and finally own one of the best synchro monsters in this card game, the Blackwing Armor Master. I have mastered the Armor Master, and I'm damn proud of it. I also got a Blackwinged Dragon in one of them.

I also decided that it would be so very smart to waste $40 at a tobacco shop. I got multiple cigars, a 100s case for my Swisher grape minis, and a corncob pipe. I also found mini Acids that were delicious as fuck. Ellisniss enjoyed one with me, and I knew at that moment that he was more of a man than Sarah Jessica Parker.

And here's a good one: I suggest a can of 7up and a bag of popcorn for this. I'll wait...

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I assume you got the stuff, so I'll begin. If you didn't know, I live ass out in the middle of nowhere. Civilization is a blur, and it's rather enjoyable. Well, I've found the joys of sitting in a garage until like 3 in the morning listening to Stone Sour and having some Black & Milds. Anyways, Joe and I were just sitting in my garage all casual and whatever the fuck at like 2:30 in the morning. He was playing my guitar and chewing on his pipe while I was changing songs on my iPod. I heard the dogs bark a little, and I heard some form of footsteps. Sure enough, I turn around to see the apparition of someone who does not at all look like a family member. At that moment, I thought I was gonna die. But I didn't. It was this random bitch who walked into my garage drunk off her ass, and she asked if one of us could drive her to Mendota. I asked where she was from, and she said that she walked from Peru. Peru is a fucking hour and a half drive. What the hell is she talking about? Anyways, we make up the fact that both of us are out of gas (which is bullshit because we filled up that day. Both of us. With semen). So she's like "Okay" and walks away. We were pretty sure that this just happened, and we go to tell my dad. She was still in my yard asking for a ride, so we booked it inside and woke him up. After startling the rabbit and knocking over random stuff, he went outside to tell her to keep hiking or we would call the cops. So she kept walking.

Funniest. Shit. Ever.

And for my final exciting event...

*drumroll*

I have AIDS.

Just kidding.

That would suck.

Anywho...I get a random text from one of my best friends asking to hangout. Yes, one of my best friends is a girl. Hard to imagine, amirite? So I practically jumped for joy because she is one of the greatest friends a guy could ask for. And we're enjoying the night because it wasn't blazing outside, and we get along like no other. We end up talking and stuff, and we both realized that we still like each other. And now we're going out again, and I couldn't be any happier. Kelsy Kuhnle, you are the most amazing girl out in this world, and I care about you more than you'll ever know.

And now that I'm done being adorable and lovable, I can make fun of Joe for his car dying.

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