i read this on the plane, and i thought it would make understand more, but now im more confused. and I REALLY dont understand airplanes. nor did i like taking off my shoes.
These Bill and Ted who travel through time have only made me more confused. Is this a ‘documentary’? Aside from the tomfoolery, why am I here?
AhHa! And to help get people to respect my currency ima spread the wealth and to get followers im writing my ‘twitter name’ on it: @twodollarholler.
Jamal was just like “Dude you can’t write on US currency.”
And I said “uh, Dude, im on this currency.’
Time to make it rain. Drinks on me.
nuff said. and let’s overlook that last lonely post, fuck it, I don’t need friends, hit me with FOLLOWERS. I bought Louisiana, what you done? let’s ride.
K. So irregardless of the dudes on my floor and the girls at the club and all of that, I’ll be real, I’m lonely. Not sure what to do. Tried a dating website this morning, but they would not accept my $2 portrait, said they needed a photo. But for some reason, I just don’t photo well, so can’t do that.
Facebook and MySpace and Orkut and whatnot are all too much, and like none of the people I’m friends with from back in the day are on there, so I set up a profile and was all alone.
I wanna meet more people. I got all types of ideas to talk about. And none of these folks here are into horticulture or architecture or paleontology. They just fux with video games, and Modern Warfare 2 aint all that…
I’m all rambling like that emo crap music Diya listens to down the hall. Whatevs.
Maybe I’ll dip back to 05, but then I’d have to work. What $2 do…
whenever I tell cats that im on the $2 bill they look at me all funny. I see 1s and 5s and 10s and 20s but where am I at? fucked up.
so I needed to see me, and I went to the bank and flipped a Franklin for 50 TJs. Franklin gets a hundred?
Please. That kiteflyer is so overrated.
Jamal down the hall told me we’re gonna make it rain tonight, dunno what that is, but im down with the team. This is much funner than being President.
OK so spent the last few days back in ‘05 as President, got bored, re-found that rabbithole and im back in 2009. Fuck Yeah.
For all the yang I talked last week, I kinda like it here. It’s a lot easier than being President. So Ima chill here for a bit, play with your internets and girls and t-shirts and get my swerve on thank you very much.
Like, I’m the only dude on US CURRENCY so Ima milk this for a hot second.
(for the record, my roommate Matt told me I should call my blog Two Dollar Holler and now i will use it as my photo too. my wig was crooked in the earlier one, gotta rock fresh)
Like hello? Where is everyone? I thought I was gonna make friends or at least get laid whilst in this 2009 you got here. And, really, get over yourselves people, 1805 would kick your ass. Please.