Rays fans and now republicans can eat my balls

Well, there was an election or something last night. I was unaware. I was too busy stuffing my face at buffalo wild wings with my two american roommates and their girlfriends to notice (The canadian roommate was too busy tending to his vagina and making a really dumb case for obama, I was the one who actually voted for him and I felt like hitting him square in the throat). But apparently people felt it was neciessary to have a god damn parade the second obama was announced president. Look, I voted for the guy, but let's not go crazy now, that's why we made fun of republicans for the past eight years, they we're the ones who looked crazy. we're on the verge of fucking this one up already because we're getting just a little ahead of ourselves, we still gotta wait till january 20th for him to be the official president, we still gotta wait for the other one to finish out his term first.

I'm also trying something new personally, Meat is fucking expensive, and buying fake meat is sketchy, I dont know how many romanians turned it down before it was made into a hot pocket, and im pretty sure chinese food has newspaper in it. so, im experimenting. cause what better place than college than to do it. I'm not calling myself a vegetarian, I'm just not eating meat for a trial period and will resume doing so at a time of my choosing. Essentially I'm Lindsay Lohan.
-Bnew
you know they don't speak to me, the irony is they wont speak with me

Why I feel like stabbing everyone within a 300 mile radius

PoFlaWa, or as normal people know it political flame war, Personally I'm a democrat, but im not rabid enough like Keith Olberman to ram it down everyone's throats. I hate every one today. Oh, you mean there's an election today? Really, I hadn't noticed. My usuall routine of mouthbreathing and wading in my own shit kindof prevented me from knowing that. Facebook has become the most annoying place on earth, between all the political statuses and people sending I heart Obama/McCain gifts. Die. I appreciate the fact that my friends voted, but I remember when that shit was private, you know, so I wouldn't have to constantly hear about it. Everyone who has read a Huffington Post article or a Washington post piece and formed an opinion off of that needs to jump off a balcony.

BNew
Today I didnt even have to use my a.k. I got to say it was a good day.