I LOVE BACARDI 151

i got drunker than shit last night. drank miller lite and bacardi 151 until i couldnt walk then i had to carry eric home from the party at 5am. and to whoever that was that passed us doin 90, fuck you man.

back in da house

ain't blogged anything in a while so i thought i'd update this shit. i moved back in my dad's house. my unk wouldn't let me stay cuz he sed he needed the privacy. people are now just marginally pissed at me as opposed to threatenin to kill me. my step-brother got out of jail, my half bro got locked up, and a whole bunch of other shit. i''m tired of typin already. ya wanna know sumthin, ask me. Y! im : mcklucker | email : mcklucker@gmail.com | nextel : 157*688*4165 | cell 205-757-2352

got kicked outta the house

yep, i got kicked tha fuck out tha house. i was tired of all the bullshit anyway. i'm stayin at my uncle gary's house right now. i can't stay at my grandmother's house b/c i can't smoke over there(even tho i'm tryin to quit), not to mention my grandfather's bullshit. i stayed over there the other night and was wearin a nicoderm, and lemme tell ya, i was ready to go in there and slit his motherfuckin throat. and i can't stay at my greatgrandmother's house b/c her house is full as hell. hopefully gary will lemme move in with him for a little bit. i really need some beer right about now.