geez.. suddenly I am getting all these urges to write when I am drunk.. hmm.. wonder why? (and I also wonder how tequila gets to taste pukey the first time and tastey the third time)

Anyway, whats the deal with the sidekicks?! What are they, homos? I mean, so I was watching this way too cute girl in this way too stupid movie trailer and there she was drooling away at this way too stupid SOB! Anyway forget that - that SOB's the hero and she's paid a million (x)ucks to do that, but that way too dumb-whack side-kick watching this.. err.. you would have thought he would have been busy wha...err... doing something else, but.. surprise, surprise, the guy makes a ..... err... a smart ass comment!!! I mean, like.. err, you want his phone no, kinda!!! What a whack!!!

Whack that!!! Have you heard about the guys who said they would never(that means not in the next 1 week) marry 'cos they always say their wives would inhibit their freedom and all.. (what a whack, huh?!) Let me let you guys in on a li'l secret guys.. something that I learnt in.. probably 7th std I think.. It's called Huckleberry finn. You know, the story goes that he was once painting a fence and there was this guy watching him eating an apple.. then he made it look like he (H Finn) really took interest in painting the fence than the apple and finally convinced the guy to trade the apple for painting the fence (MAN!!! My memory ain't going bonkers with that those lonely times in the toilet.. and the tequilla after all!!!)

So... you get the point right?? No.. what are you? the sidekick???