Tuesday, August 17, 2004

Dream Job

Ohhhhh Baby......you know, there is something to be said about the person who actually realizes that the job the they hold, is not what they want to be doing for the rest of their life. Its no secret to anyone...we all would love to be so independently wealthy that we never have to worry about a job again...but until I kill off Nick so I can have Jessica all to myself....Mine Mine Mine...

Whoops...I guess my internal monologue isnt working anymore...

So heres my list....Music, Games, Women...thats my dream job..sounds like I should work for Maxim...(and yes I know that sounds like a pipe dream...so pass the dutchie on the left hand side dammit!.)

What are my options then:

DJ: Been there...Its fun being the center of attention.

Kareoke Host...Right up my alley, I do a mean Bon Jovi....but have you ever tried being around a Kareoke bar when your sober? I don't think they exist until you have had at least three shots...then they somehow materialize out of god forsaken nowhere..and your on stage trying to rap to Ice Ice BABY with some skeeze that looks like she just was evicted out of her moblie home in Arkansas, grinding on someone THAT ISN'T THERE!...flashing that pearly four toothed smile at you on stage like your the second coming of her third ex husband.......AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
(No! go to your happy place Joe....go to your happy place)

Anyway.....have you ever really met a Kareoke host that wasnt a geek..yeah me either.

Oil Boy for the Hawaiian Tropics contest...now were getting somewhere.

Its gotta be fun...Thats it...I have to be in a fun atmosphere....I'm ready for suggestions

(No need to suggest the porn industy, some things are meant to be left sacred)

Two in The Cake and One in the Puddin
Daddyizle Mackshizle

Comments:
That broad at New Luck Toy is cool...but, no, never seen a guy host that wasn't a total loser. Maybe you can prove em wrong, Joe.
 
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