im at in the cut waiting for khalil to finish cuttin phil's hair... so i decided to blog while waiting. hmm, nothing serious nor intellectual. just some dumb convo's i *personally* find worth being memorable. hahah.
patient: i just went to mexico. there are a lot of "gallopers".
me in my head: wtf is a gallopper? like a fuckn horse?
doc arm: aw, that must have been nice.. i don't golf though...
me in my head: DAMN... he definitely said golfers...crazy filipinos...
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me: damn, phil ... this place is ghetto as hell..
phil: wait, is there a liquor store?
me in my head: he probably wants to drink tonight..
me: uh, i don't think so-- oh wait there! *spotted across the street* why?
phil: oh that explains it.. usually a place isn't ghetto unless it has a liquor store around..
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btw, its my dad's bday today. maybe i should email the dude..
Oh yeh ps - yesterday I told phil to look up "how to pop" on youtube... hmm.. Tell me why he started watching videos on popping pimples...GAG.. Fuckin grossest shit ever... W..T...F...
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