Relvolvo-Nonsensical Jabbering

Along with about 200 other people, I crammed through the world's most pointless revolving door this morning. Seriously, it so didn't need to be there.

Come to think of it, do revolving doors ever need to be there? They only exist to make your drunk friends dizzy enough to not notice that you've stuck a box between the revolver and the wall, thus trapping them for eternity.

By the way, I hear that's why we haven't seen either of the "Gilmore Girls" lately. No one has bothered to free them yet.

All right, so I've given Mizzle his own login and the ability to post on B.a.D LiveJournal by himself. So now you get posts from both of us. I figure it's time to start giving up some of the workload and responsability from this sucka, and Mizzle seems to be getting a good response. Don't let me down, brotha.

Gay.

Oh, hush.

I loves me some babyface Kurt Angle.

B.a.D