I hate going on dates with that girl Meshell. Why is she always complaining. Are you kidding me? What is she looking at. I'm no Vlad Pitt but I'm pretty good you know. Anyway I like hanging out with my cousin much better. At least we have fun, get drunk and talk trash. Last night we went to the worst magic show and juggling act I've seen since the Warsaw circus. Terrible.
On the plus side I'm making lots of money doing stuff for my new friends Brucie and Playboy X. That Brucie is one crazy guy. He needs to calm down before his head explodes. But he's fun enough though. Yesterday he had me steal this car but forgot to tell me I was going to get in a shootout to get it. What a crackpot. Oh well that's life in the city. Dwayne wants to talk to me about something. He don't sound so good though. Maybe I'll take a helicpoter tour before I go see him.
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Showing posts with label Grand Theft Auto. Show all posts
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Monday, May 19, 2008
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