blogtest.

This is really what's up.

I'm having a blogtest with my friend. And for those who are a wee bit slow, a blogtest is the ultimate blog contest. You win by getting as many RANDOM subscribers as you can. I have no set plan on how to win this, but just try not to be offended by my posts. I decided that most of my posts are going to be about ideas I've had while my altitude was way above sea level. All I've got to do is remember them.. Easier said than done.

Amusing little anecdote.

I woke up at 1:20 PM because I had to poop. I was freeballing, so there was no dilemna pulling my boxers down and whatnot. Besides freeballing is the ish. Anyhoo, I'm burnt out and feeling the effects of the Roor from last night. I finally finish pooping my morning meatball bombs, per usual, when I notice that my pee-pee got a little splashback on it from the doo-doo bombs. So I proceed to wipe my dick dry, but I forgot to wipe my butt. I'm halfway back on my bed when I realized that I forgot to wipe my butt-hole. (I feel like I used so many hyphens in this..) So I gingerly tip-toed back to the bathroom, no need to explain why. Besides, I have carpet, not hardwood floor; way harder to clean. Turns out I had no doo-doo residue on my bung-hole. Either my doo-doo is mad clean, or Jesus loves me. Evidently, both are true.

Just a sample of what's to come, my friends. I can tell the fredship is growing.

fred·ship

Pronounciation: \ˈfre(d)-ˌship\

Function: noun

Date: 21 century

1: the state of being friends with fred park