tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17892659.post113292997950758687..comments2023-05-19T05:01:28.834-04:00Comments on Here's the thing...: counting my blessings...a little too latechrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18390437365842778508noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17892659.post-1133150198769446822005-11-27T22:56:00.000-05:002005-11-27T22:56:00.000-05:001. My friend named Chris, who still loves me even ...1. My friend named Chris, who still loves me even when things like "Spread your pussies and have some fun, bitches!" slip out of my impulsive lips.<BR/>2. Dogs like Scout and Matzah that play and nuzzle.<BR/>3. Being around obese, ostentatious people for Thanksgiving, which makes me want to fast and give away all my belongings.<BR/>4. My ghetto storage space next to the ghetto Kroger, because all I do is store my superfluous shit in there and some scary ghetto-folk actually live in their store units. Seriously. <BR/>5. Wendy's spicy chicken filet sandwiches. Oh Damn.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com