The Shan Speaks: Notes from the Small but Wise

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Randomolizationed Thoughts of Copious, Dubious Thinkage

A friend of mine is a personal trainer at what she refers to as a, "High, high, high, way high and higher end" health club. All of their equipment must be platinum. Diamond encrusted free weights, too, the whole shebang. Rumor has it that they're set to hire a guy who sweats Cristal.

Mother's Day is this Sunday and Father's Day is early next month. Can I get a Baby Daddy day? I've heard about a guy who supports one of his kids. Apparently his baby momma's car and crib is bigger than his. You will see him on TV any given Sunday. He'll win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai. And if that wasn't enough to warrant a holiday, his baby momma was 'spose to buy his shorty TYCO with his money. Instead, she went to the doctor got and got lypo with his money. If you feel the way I do, throw your hands in the air and wave 'em like you just don't care.

I used to get so embarrassed for women when they made the announcement that they were pregnant because every one would know she'd had sex. Not that I have any sex hangups...I mean had any sex hangups.

READ IF YOU ARE A GAY WOMAN. THIS APPLIES TO YOU. A WORD OF CAUTION: If your girlfriend works at a restaurant that serves fish, there's more than a good chance that you won't be able to tell if she's cheating on you. Gross but true.

I looked at a map yesterday and discovered more than 2 ways to get to Kathmandu.

posted by Shannon E. Ennis at Tuesday, May 09, 2006

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home


Add to Technorati Favorites!