It's not every day that I get asked out by a black girl. From what I have read black women have a hard time of it in the dating world, because black men are all in prison or in the NFL, and if they run touchdowns for a living you can bet they are dating white woman, because white women are tired of waiting for white men to have enhancement surgery (if you know what I mean.)
The woman that asked me out is the daughter of 2 elderly customers that come in to my store to buy rum once or twice a day.
I guess I should feel lucky that anyone would feel the desire to ask me out. The same way you should feel lucky that I decided to post this blog, because it had been almost a week and you had no heard from me.
I know that gets you worried, but the truth is that I was just sitting at home drinking Full Tilt Malt Liquor and wondering how that made me any different from the ghetto black woman I turned down the drink with.
Is it that I don't go to the grocery store drunk and shout at my mother and grandma to buy me shots and then drunkenly ask out random fat white dudes?
Leif said I should have gone out with her, and maybe I should have. But I am still waiting for Miley Cyrus to turn 18 so that all the stuff I want to do to her will be legal.
Now for a second bit of good news. I've uploaded another podcast. Go check it out at the webpage I created for it. You can subscribe to i-tunes and various other RSS feeds and the like there. You can also check out new episodes via the widget on this blog. It's the green monstrosity that you can't miss blinking to the left at you.
The podcast only allows me to upload about 100 megs a month. So I have reached the max that free subscribers are allowed. We will have to get this podcast so popular that I get enough donations that I can buy the pro service they offer. Or you can just wait till next month for you podcast getting pleasure. I'm sure I know what will happen.
2 comments:
☑ sad (1)
cool widget!
Post a Comment