Reviving the blog

So I get really lazy when it comes to hobbies that require a commitment, but I felt it was necessary to post a new blog when I received this message from Joey on myspace

i hate how u n greg are the wackest bloggers ever!!! thats right, i said WACKEST BLOGGERS EVER!!! write something about france u dumb ho, or are you too embarassed to relate the story of how u got PLAYED by a gypsy!! lol

Yea I def am embarrassed about being played by a gypsy.

So on Friday I took my friend Randy out for a night of wholesome drinking since he got cheated on by this dirty skank he was dating. We started out going to Subway Inn, the bar across the street from Bloomie's. Then we went ice skating and ended up in Brooklyn at someone's party. When we got there, the host of the party, this ghetto-ass bitch, kept calling us out on not bringing liquor, even though we brought mad weed, which is way better in my opinion. The party was full of hoodrats, and mad homothugs. And my ass just kept getting groped. By mad guys. So i had to have randy and his friends protect me. But the host kept calling us out! Repeatedly. Like "The guys in the back who didn't bring liquor BOOO!" So finally Randy's friend Devon called her a wack Keyshia Cole (cuz she was looking exactly like a wack Keyshia Cole). She got offended so we bounced. The moral of my story is, don't let bitches get away with wack shit they're saying to you. Fuck you and your wack homothug party.