I Drank An Entire Beer Truck Last Nite And Drove It Home

Everyone loves tacos...in California.

 Whoa, was that 1) a truck that hit me last nite, or 2) did I drink too much (which means more than usual), or 3) did I drink an entire beer delivery truck or 4) all of the above. Who funckin' cares (not me, not right now). Soooo, I was gonna study me some of that Christian Theology, which if I understand correctly is now called Quantum Theology, but my brain is too foggy and I'm sitting w/ Miss Green Eyes right now so concentration is not very concentrate-y right now. How about I talk about my least favorite subject, which on a good day is my favorite subject...me.

Many many people think I'm Native America. Then I say, "shut the fuck up white man."

Hey ladies, are ya sister's. I'm Kriss.

 Apparently, I have anger issues right now (dugh, ya think) as well as all the other issues that i have and like I always say...my issues have issues. BUT...I'm not sharing that right now. When I'm all pissy I look at cat pictures (esp. Siamese cats), baby pictures and a combination of both dressed up as food/Halloween costumes. Let's see if it works...

Yum yum and nom nom.

I'm not sure what this is supposed to be, I just know that atheists eat babies, and I know that because Christians say that about us. 

Oh yea buddy, someone is gonna have their just washed clothes cat-pissed on tonight.

Our Gord and super holiness...The Flying Spaghetti Monster. Reamen.

Tonight you die in your sleep, hooman.

Fuck you, Nu Kriss Winter 2011/12...bitches.

 Awh, see that...felling better, rrrriiiiiigggghhhhttttt. No not really. I'm late fer taking my "zac". howz about I do that, drink a cup of coffee and talk to Miss Green Eyes. Yea, let's do that. Lates.

* Team Atheist, I promise that I will figure out QT and write an essay on Quantum Theology before this weekend ends.  Other than that...fuck you.