So today is the last day of my summer classes. I'm so glad. Now I don't have to keep waking up at seven o'clock in the morning everday.

"And a banana Cognac, biotch"

Shout out to Dave Chappelle. If you haven't already heard, he signed a $50 million deal with Comedy Central for another 2 season. I guess now he really is rich, bitches.

Ok, ok, here's what really been bothering me. The other day I saw this commercial on TV. Its a pill for women that allows them to have only 4 periods a year. Four. The only flaw I see is that when they do have their periods, its gonna be one hell of a period. I'm talking about mood swings that would put Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde to shame.

"To understand Killer's death, you have to understand Killer the dog. Killer's mother had three legs, and he was ashamed of this. He was adopted by this guy. He raised Rottweilers for fights. And he was good! Killer was good! And then one day... Killer had to fight his own brother, Nibbles. He said, "Naw, man! I can't fight Nibbles!" But they made him do it anyway. And Killer killed Nibbles. So he quit. He called up all his dog friends and started a dangerous pot addiction. And that's how he ended up here."

Yeah I listen to Enya, what are you gonna do about it?