Saturday, March 14, 2009

I need to get famous....

I was thinking today, I need to become famous. My reasoning is this: I want to do voice-overs for commercials. Such ass Keefer Sutherland doing bank spots, or Morgan Freeman doing some shit here and there. I said such ass, and I ment it.

I'm thinking once I'm famous and Oprah-rich, I'll do commercials to get free shit. Like, let's say down the road I got like 4 kids, and working on my 5th. I'd do a commercial for Target (school clothes and supplies), and maybe some voice over work for some banks or American Express an shit (limit-less credit). And then, when each kid turns 18, I'll do a commercial for the University of Michigan (Tuition).

My plan is fool-proof, I just need the blueprints to getting rich. And I got the blueprints, except someone stole them (coughsikecough). But lately I've been considering playing the lottery, or maybe actually working hard, but the arms of life pull me away when I'm traveling to buy said lotto tickets, and I'm lazy (e.d: and a stoner).

I also would like to get free season tickets to the Pistons, Tigers, Red Wings and, or course, the Wolverines (all sports minus gymnastics).

I am fucking bored.



I don't wish to be famous, or rich (well... real rich at least) but I wouldn't mind.


Be good. Go Blue.


Sunday, March 1, 2009

Love/Hate

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I don't know... sometimes they just act retarded?




My Blog is better than Al's...

Because I blog-supreme. I'm waiting for my sack to arrive, all while holding my sack. I wish to smoke, minus the tabacco, plus the THC. I popped some puss out of my thumb, it was very ugly. It looked like my thumb ejaculated the funk.

Check out my brother's blog: www.alexhall46.blogspot.com

It was me..... i forgot the end of this sentence....


New music will be arrive soon....

Oh, and I got a big secret. Ask me.