This one goes out to my boy, Joe, who celebrated his birthday yesterday. It was an eventful day for him, seeing as he had a ton of important pills to pop, and I think he even put a candle in his prescription cup. What did he wish for? Unlimited refills of course. Ahh... what a drug addict.

In the mean time, I'm starting to get used to playing Super Mario Brothers on my keyboard, rather than with an NES controller. This, of course is one of the most horrible things that could ever occur, seeing as how I played about 6 hours straight of that game, and about half of that time was on the same fucking level... damn you world 4... damn you!

Don't you wish the real world was like Mario Brothers though? I mean, think about it, you eat some fucked-up looking flower and then all-of-a-sudden you are able to spit fire! You'd bring a bouquet of poseys to your finals and the professor would shit a brick, and then promptly give you an A. Double the goodness, because in Mario World, you'd bust open that brick for a 500 point bonus, or some sort of crazy power-up.

Yeah, if I lived in Mario world, I'd be set. I'd kick so much ass so quickly that everyone would forget who that fucking South-Philly plumber, Mario was, and they'd be all up ons the Brian. Hell, I bet I could even do the Princess, she always looked like a little Ho. I mean, how else is she going to thank me for saving her from some fucked up old dinosaur?

On that note, I need to get my fucking sleep.

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