to much sushi.

no work.= no money. =no freezing hands.=that weird feeling of unthawing.=sleeping in=not all in the right order.

phils been practising when im not there. 
globby's been aswell.
last but not least turd nugent. getting serious.
you?
grindy.
don't!
pain?
beautiful.
mennonite.
mix?
carnson cough up this doozey right onto his hand. so mature.
my brand spankin new jeans got pooped on. by a broken button!
my knee pooped out a bruise. and severe dry skin.
i grind down my trucks with a file before i goto the skatepark. then i just hold it so you have to see how much ive been grinding stuff. you know
the dragon is back. i've made fun of those hats for my hole life. i remember i was in grade 5 or 6. i can't remember. i hated those things back then. i seen a dude at recess with one. i don't even know if he went to the school. but i actually hit him with a snowball. a chase began. i jumped into neala and kaileys old backyard and stashed behind a bush. lets just say i won.
steves posture is serious. he's by himself in like 2 handfulls of days.
vaags is there everytime i am. 
greg's managing the new h&m opening up. its gonna be the best! call him for a job
h&m is gonna kill this city. i don't even know what that store is.
the new handshake. respect.
kids flying everywhere. 
pickles are not cucumbers. no in the same family.
this is what i want to know how to bake. curry chicken. 
my sister is a mom. i bugged her tonite. mom
my sister is another mom. almost x2. get with it!
Happy Belated Stephanie. love

turds keep on rolling...

So this weather is fu@ked. yesterday i froze for about 26 minutes outside at once. the chick was nuts. literally. i just received a text "i pooed the bed?" that maturity level sky rocketed. oh. and coffee decided to put up a post on my page of what i am. i have 9 worst breath votes at this moment,. shits gonna hit the fan if i don't get a handsome vote. i even got a jungle tits. you have 1 day. i don't even know how i got labeled with the worst breath. thats just super bad karma for the inventor of that. like. that breath is gonna smell like hot garbage on a steaming friday night. but.. at least i got cream flipping. kids gon get get scared when day see dis yaa mean.

perkins showdown. from streetsmokes on Vimeo.
And i smashed my elbows and hip up yesterday. but at least i got 4. love

-37 and 6 gingers walking in a row at the mall.

It is fricken cold out. my sister steph's birthday, kids are flying. food is cooking. and everyone that doudt's my car and shit talks it. started like a beaut in the morning. that car is going forever. and i found my lucky hair tie. 

some people need over sized tooth brushes.  jungle jim grinds his gums with these.
"have you tried captain morgans spicy?" 
phils driving gloves. they're calvin klein... 
nugent was in a deep rush. 
new ripzone jacket.  multi layered to perfection. comes with 16 cigs.
random text led me to "on semole or something?" . people wur getting super drunk. i had me and jay had to work the next day. 
someones gotta work around here.
"what are you doing tonite dartanion?" he replys "flirting with danger in a hand basket" . wowa. technologist 'r
the garage was hot boxed with cig smoke. listening to tiffany here.
literally.
his reaction. 
new artwork on vandy's thigh dog. 
10 grand. for you to go in the shower. come out. run naked around my lake.. hope i don't win the lottery.
missing pubes. obv!  kids are screaming. love

offer him the broadside of my jaw.

turtle pot pies. from streetsmokes on Vimeo.
love.

wolf mouth.

got a phone call to go to rise against on friday night. freezing cold. 60-0 at ping pong. new hand sanitizer. and 4 hours of sleep. 

i always get the same taxi driver. he's stoked to drive me places. he doesn't mind the fake cough openers.
i was told we had box seats. never been. it was not bad. but shit was still super expensive.
ive been known to give dollars.
rodge.
reis. double pouring.
12. thats a 6. more than a 6. 
couple beeas.
brooklyn we go hard
danka for the ticket.
xtra celery . 
"i banged 51 chicks in china". what can i say.
reis makes a mean ceasar
beside frank
stein.
my boots are waiting..
my nose is huge. 
willy claims girls don't fart. and he was telling me about farting when your with a girl. it kinda funny when you think about it. you know when your with a girl at first.. movie.dinner.hangout. etc. you get the worst gas. and you hold it in. but it makes it so much worse. then yea. its really funny when you think about it. and you try to edge away. and you may or may not shit your pants. oh and cory said girls have never sharted. i hate the word. but. it can happen i think?
this solo shit was good. i didn't deserve the tickets. i always end up walking around. never seen more than 5 minutes of a bomber game this year. been to like 4 games. we go hard. love

iahrea. pains.

Kate came back from whistler for the weekend. it was also her birthday. its -22 out right now. i have to work. i let my car run for an hour. it may be out of gas. 

i take pictures. people are like man you fu@ked that photo up. reshot? nope. i want to be known for the worst photos possible to take. and a smooth gelled haircut. and a shapes gym bag. super karma. 
i still can't do shots. way better than tony tho.
lastnight at the mts center some dude tripped out on me. wanted to fight. it started from what  i don't know. somebody knew him. and he was pissed at my hair or something. fuck i wish i was chuck norris.  
turdbuckle gravied his hip. 
mgds for 2.75. 4 was 18 bux or 16. beers wur 5.75 at that concert. 
the turtle of time. portalled back in time for a cig. 
chop bought a house. im giving it 3 to 4 months. a.hotbox b.no toilet paper c.tons of parties...
you know when you wur younger people would tell you if you make that face long enough its gonna stay forever. i wouldn't even mind!
double globby.
im sorry.  this smile is to good to not post. and the bakery. love
its still -22. sitting in my gitch. not wanting to work.  im getting a matching quilt of ripped gitchies sown together. and a matching pillow case. and hopefully a scarf. for christmas. 
i don't think you could pay me to wear a cowboy hat out. phil is a cowboy. anica is my babe.
jk
this picture feels like my stomach does right now. keep fit have fun. love

1.30 am

Lastnight i was driving home from skating mini. i noticed something odd driving down palms to my house.. everysingle light was out. it was something from the twilight zone. i honestly had a weird feeling the word was done for. like the movie with will smith came to my mind, i was like fuk. what am i gonna do. anyway. i pull up to my house. pitch black. walking up my hand was in a fist.  always ready for them robbers. but i walk past the garage. no sensor light comes on. not good. get into my garage. that was the darkest i have ever seen it. fustling with my keys to try to find the right one. get inside. pitch black. i go for the lights. nothing. i shit. im not affraid of the dark. but when you don't have the choice. that shits panic time. i stood there waiting to get hit with a bat or something. my room is in the basement. no chance i was going down there. went to the couch. stripped down and tried going to bed. laying there for about 20 minutes. i don't even think i blinked.  the lights came on. it was a power outage obv!. still no chance im going downstairs. I think i am scar'd from charles manson. i always picture him and those chicks. i read a book and yeah. he's nuts. and get this. cops raided his farmhouse thing, they checked the hole house. at the end they wur checking cupboards. found him in this tiny space by the sink. his b*tches he was rolling with wur crazy to. shaved heads and singing. im not sleeping tonite. check under your bed!

no love.