badbadzoot's Diaryland Diary
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my pimped out car
so........... I lied.
sorry.
I TOTALLY FIBBED TO YOU ALL ON FRIDAY.
I said I would post on Saturday with yummy pictures (still no porn, go take a cold shower).
But I didn't.
again, sorry.
well jeez! Don't cry about it! Here, have a hanky.
I had family visit from out of town unexpectedly. Yeah yeah yeah, excuses excuses. bite me.
Saturday blowed all to bits. Wow that made sense. I went to get my car's oil changed. And I drove out of there spending $70. Geesh. I'm a sucker. Cuz I have no clue about taking care of cars. THEN some dude told me that my driver side rear tire had steel showing through. Well then the rest of the day just went to hell in a handbasket.
I live out in the country (not as glamorous as you may think), so when I was done with the oil change, it was 4pm and everything closes at 4pm. So I had to drive to a Wal Fart in a nearby bigger city to get new tires. I was only going to get two, @ $40 a piece-that ain't too bad. So the dudes at Wal Fart put the two front older tires on the back and the new ones on the front. Guy drives around parking lot. Gives me bad news. One of the older tires is slick inside and is all wobbling around like it's drunk.
Crap.
So I end up replacing all 4 tires. That sucks. That's moola I didn't expect to spend. So Sunday I went shopping with some girls to relieve stress. Shopping good. New shoes better. Aaahhhhhhhh.
That was my not-what-I-wanted-in-exciting, exciting weekend. So here is a picture of my car:
And here's my car after I spent all that money:
Thanks Pimp My Ride! Especially for the totally rad xxxx'ed out stripes on the sides! This car is off da heezy.
Look, more stories about Tom Cruise and junk. Just what he wanted. IT'S ALL ABOUT TOMKAT!!!! No, not an actual cat, the monster. Example:
This is Tom deathly afraid for his life from Katie sucking off his head like a Hoover vaccuum cleaner. Did I spell vacuum wrong? Who cares. I don't.
The point is, Tom and Katie. That's all. Just Tom and Katie (just saying their names together sends you a subliminal message to go see their movies, even if they do suck).
Now through this whole messy ordeal of a diary, you may be asking yourself, "Zoot, why are these pictures so $#@%! craptified? Do you not have a prestigious degree from the Art Institutes?"
Well I'll tell you why you nosy so and so.
While sitting on the john, I ran out of toilet paper and used my degree to wipe my arse.
WHAT??!!!! How could I do such a thing? This is the Art Institutes we are talking about here!
I actually didn't do that. I have contemplated it before. But I figured, that $#%%* degree cost me $30,000. I better not.
See what $30,000 can get you? Creating craptified photoshopped pictures!! YAY!
THE ART INSTITUTES RAWK!
2:35 p.m. - 2005-06-27
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