May 01 2008
May
Best. Month. Ever. Some of you choads probably think that December is the best month ever because of that stupid holiday, but you’re wrong, May rules. In fact, my month could kick the shit out of your month any day, I don’t even have to hold it down.
May signals the beginning of summer… don’t tell me that June 20th or the 21st is the first day of summer, I know that shit, but when you were in school, it was May. Even if your school didn’t let out until early June, you’ve checked out in May, and in college, it was May. The weather is right, not too hot, not too cold, the broads break out their summer dresses, it’s time to grill out again with a couple of cold ones (beers not icy cold bitches), and you just have this incredible urge to scream out “SUCK ME BEAUTIFUL” at the top of your lungs.
The icing on the cake for Month awesomeness is the fact that I was thrust upon the earth in mid-may. That’s right cheebs, I wasn’t just born I was created from a lump of fine clay mixed with gold, silver, platinum, wine, beer, syphilis, a retarded midget, and topped off with a pinch of bitterness and entitlement.
Anyway… May rules… later.
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“Suck me beautiful” is a pickup line from “American Pie.”
Anyway, May is a fantastic month.
ding ding ding… i figured i would throw a few softball RMR’s in every now and then.
I may have to fight you over December. December is the cuntie’s b-day month. We all know how much life would suck without me.
oh… so that’s how wookies are made.
I always thought it was when a retard fucked a monkey.
Silly me!
crag: anytime anyplace… the gloves are off!
mike: wtf man, you just called my parents retarded monkey fuckers…. that is actually pretty funny, but NOT COOL
I still love December better. Sorry.
May starts the “season of giving” in my family. Starting with my son’s birthday on Sunday, then Mother’s Day, two weeks later, my parent’s anniversary, one week later my dad’s birthday, one week later Father’s Day, two weeks after that my brother’s birthday.
I give out a lot of hugs so as not to go broke.
Yuppy, summer is coming. I like holidays a lot
may beats the ass off most months but I think I’m a June man. May is the month of a steady girl friend who’s attractive and easy going, but June is the partying hot chick who for some reason had decided to hang out with you. May you marry, June you fuck.