THAT'S MY SONG!

I went to BlueDog on Friday night
it was so much fun... dancing.. drinking
my friend Justin Adler is the resident Dj at Bluedog on Friday
when he dropped this track: Bingo Players - Tom's Diner
i flipped my shit and yelled out as loud and as drunk as i could "SHHHIIIITTTT THATS MY SONG!"

this song is also bomb:
Waiworinao - Ricardo Villalobos

Furthermore this is the best German radio show i know: http://www.radioblau.de/index.php?z=ar14

I met an amazing German man named Patrick Loos in India.. he has a show on this station... check it out!

sometimes i Love to talk out loud in a black girls voice

this evening i decided to treat myself.

my master plan for my soiree with will would be the following: getting a hot fudge Sunday at the local ice cream shop, then smoke a bowl at the park, and come home to watch Red Cliff

as i was leaving my father wanted to come with or for me to get him an ice cream. now i blew that off ..cause hey ..i wanna smoke a bowl.
so as i took the lovely 5 minute stroll to the ice cream shop i thought to myself that i should not be selfish! nay i should go get my ice cream, smoke a bowl in the park, then get my dad an ice cream.
Yes! easy, and good karma.

i proceeded to order my hot fudge Sunday with ease, consume it in the lovely bike park, smoke a sweet bowl and walk back to the ice cream shop.

i called my dad as i walked over and asked him what he wanted?
probably vanilla, or chocolate ..perhaps both i thought
he pronounced in excited glee that he wanted butterscotch or caramel
well wait that fucks things up.. that's more complicated.. i didn't sign up for this, i pondered.
no worries it really wasn't a big deal.
as i stood in line progressively getting higher from the magnificent bowl of magic i had smoked 5 minutes prior, i thought about how i was going to order this "butterscotch caramel" do they even have it i thought.
a lovely young girl came to take my order, innocent as rose pettles, no older then 17. her breasts deliciously plump, she was no athlete .. she did enjoy indulging her taste buds. she was not incredibly plump, just as plump as a 17 year-old book worm straigh A student who has no time for physical activity would be.
she greeted me hurriedly leaning forward to save time from my order to the ice cream bar behind her.
i saw a glorious valley of flesh so tiny, squeezed between two mountainous breasts
right as i was going to deliever my well crafted question about the butterscotch another ice cream wench bumped into her.
thier shoulders did not meet, nay, the introduers shoulder bumped squarly into the beautiful tata's of my server.
they giggled more then jello during an earth quake, i felt like i was watching a fat man get shot
my jaw parted in a slow silent cry, the O of my lips expanding slow like the matrix
as the tremendous event had passed and the boob earthquake had stopped the girl looked me in the eyes forcing me for an answer
my eyes and entire head did a quick shake as if i fly had flow onto my nose
my voice was eviscerated in my throat, and all that came out was a low bass AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH ending with my question i had lost
taduavcaramel
i said
she looked confused and asked me what i wanted, leaning forward to hear better
one hand covering her chest
"est-ce-que t'a du butterscotch?"
she motioned for me to come with her to the other side of the bar where the caramel was,
yes that's what i wanted indeed!
"one scoop?" she asked in french
she put one scoop, stopping to make sure i was certain.
yes yes i was
but wait i wonder how much it costs for 2?, and it's a 5 minute walk back home it might melt
"non! 2 boule!"

boule means boobs it can also mean ball as in scoop of ice cream

i have stories....

Here are the titles of some of my adventures in Inida thus far:

-seeing through trees
-greeny transportation
-the sacking of dehli..belly
-no cake birthday girl
-slaying of the she-bitches
-I do P.P.
-deceptive snake charmer
-giving head to sow
-inner kung fu
-earless servants vulgar manner
-charlie
-60 year old hippie orgy
-hippie witch of the forest
-french hash snobs
-Big Boss lady hands
-Johnny djembe
-Swiss drunkards (he was a good fighter)
-indie acid dave
-Bj barbara jane
-Defensive hindu hard head
-full power hike
-spider slaying
-Himalayan sandals
-hacket the game
-isreali smokers
-gangster rooftop hindu chill outs
-dark jam's at welcome
-Big Ass Sikhs
-Israeli's throw rocks at each other
-lazy day dogs, nighttime hell hounds
-street kids want your beer
-eye fucking the Indian way
-buses hull ass, ours tighten
-shaky Gary joint roller
-japanese back packers
-gay german hikers
-don't use napkin for toilet
-Bholanath
-scary British junky girl
-lalu and ajay
-golden temple smells like feet
-danny Auschwitz smoking dojo
-we can make mustaches
-pervert painter full power
-Vikki loves us boys
-Katy tarrot card
-metal rave wasted sadu's
-don't feed the puppy
-Long Mornings
-boulder coaches
-first customer we have chai
-meeting the wives and the family
-Raju!
-Riding the Chillum Train
-Gill army toker
-reiki amir giggle pants ..and shit
-Rizen shwanz
-foreign fruits make good chillum's
-no mo momo
- we go to tosh tomorrow