Are DELICIOUS. Oh my god. It’s like somebody took a bunch of blueberries, made them awesome, shrunk them down, stuck them together, took them to a plant, and said “here, grow these”. I fucking love blackberries. You know what else is good? SlimJims. You know, those individually-wrapped meat sticks made of mechanically separated chicken. A bunch of comedians have already done that joke, so I’ll leave it to a quote from Bill Engvall: “You squeeze the end of ’em, grease comes out!”

Oh man, what else, huh? Day of caring tomorrow. (Community service thing, kind of interesting.) We’re going to be oiling a statue with some kind of liquid that will spontaneously combust if exposed to sunlight for too long. Pureed vampire? Hell, I don’t know. But it’s fun stuff.

So yeah, otherwise, all’s quiet on the Eastern Seaboard. Which is not a bad thing. Better than having fucking tornadoes and shit.


One Response to “Blackberries”

  1. The Beard Says:

    I LOVE YOUR OBSERVATIONS. Blackberry description equals win. Pureed vampire equals brilliant.

    That was some funny stuff.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: