Thursday, July 28, 2011

The winning season

Comic-Con. If you don't know what that is piss off. No real stop reading this, and go poke your self in the eye. Anyone who is no one knows what Comic Con is. No I did not go, no I don't know anyone who did go. This like the rest of us is you. How much would you love to go right? Being a hopeless romantic, and top notch might I add. I have to give in to the fact that I am going next year, yes sir re bob. I started to save up now for the trip, I have a year. So lets hope for cancer b/c I look great with out hair to start and if i get a bug bite in Chemo then I can swing in. This is so I can't go, not to us a wish on b/c I am going to die. You see, I have no one to go with that is all, and to stop me I would need something as heart breaking as going solo. So the good news is, if you want to save a young man from cancer, the world from yet another person in tights and a your self from using up a wish. You can go with me. Yup we can have a winning season, it can start off not going and end with going. I know a year is a long time to wait to go on a fight date but what a date it will be. I am sure no one will read this for a few months so this gives people time to get over the hip, and look deep in said to find that little white guy with glasses. He is there and he real wants to go out with me. Hummm let me put that hopeless romantic style. There is a little white guy with glasses that wants to go out with you. Yup going to be a long year. Should save up for a hooker too I think or contacts.