Hey Yo.
Oh my, what an interesting gathering we had last night and this mornings deal, well.. now that was just the speshil-est of them all. I was literally chatting with a tech support guy from India, during the live stream, and he kept on excusing himself to “take a call”. HA. He never admitted to working as a tech support guy, or customer service.. whatever, but I could tell.. nobody gets a call from “their mom” every 3 minutes… his chat was something that I should have copy and pasted here because it made zero sense, he was such a star:
India: “you have nice tommy”
me: “What the fuck is a tommy”
India: ” oh, I mean stomack, do you have 4 pack? Oh, another call be right back”
He then went on to ask me how “I got good body and no tommy”… I replied “laxatives and crack cocaine, of course.”
The conversation went on and although at one point he was the only person in chat, he kept on asking me if I was talking to him when I was answering one of his absurd questions.
Oh, and one viewer told me that my husband was gay … I agreed, and responded to him by saying that is why I married him, because he was gay, for the sex. He then asked me to show him my tits. I said ” what am I gonna get out of it”… he replied, ” what do you want”, I responded back, “a bucket of popeyes chicken”… he laughed. I was serious.
Anynaan, I have a super cool shoot tomorrow. I am doing an editorial fashion spread for a local designer. Should be swell. Hopefully that Thai food I just scarfed down wont do anything funky to my waistline overnight. Blasted chicken satay served with a succulent peanut sauce.
Fuck, have I ever told you how much I love peanuts, er, rather, peanut butter ( I almost typed “people butter” – gross). In fact, when I was in school and broke I used to eat spoonfuls of it slathered in honey.
Ok, I am off. My A key is all jammed up again and it’s taken me 20 minutes to write three measily paragraphs.
I will hopefully have more goodies to post, as in pics, in the next few days. Oh, and come join me for coffee tomorrow on Ustream. Check my shout box and/or bulletin posts to see if I am online. It’s fun, or not.
xx
CL
11 Comments
I’ll look 4 yu in the mornin
haha: quote ” I married my husband because he was gay, for the sex….” HUH??….so now I think you like to be fuc..d in the ASS….?? Correct me if i’m wrong Colleen….anyway…I don’t care …just curious….hahah (pervert me…)
You lade laugh with this Indian guy……verry funny…
-http://em3025.k12.sd.us/event/Indian.jpg <—- Colleens “absurde” chatter??
http://em3025.k12.sd.us/event/Indian.jpg <— colleens chatter
http://em3025.k12.sd.us/event/Indian.jpg
…Well…that’s what you get when you eat peanut butter and honey over your “A” key. Your “A” smells of Goobers.
Wow, what time of day do you get up (on Sundays)???
so funny the ‘ Indian chatter ‘ story…..
-http://em3025.k12.sd.us/event/Indian.jpg this is the guy…
I just DONATED MONEY to Joan O’Farse. I suggest you all do the same. Please help feed this poor soul before she withers away from starvation.
Father Sampler
Yay! Thank you!!!
She don’t need food anymore,the Indian Gourou told her all about how to become a Light of Life, instead of a normal human beeing. Thru meditation,starvation and mantra-singing one can be liberated from all earthly needs. OOOOOOOHMMMMMMMM……hare krishna,harekrishna krishna krishna hare hare,hare vodka,hare taco, taco hare vodka vodka…..
-http://www.iskcon.net/peru/Radha_y_Krishna_1.jpg
Colleen and her Devine Teacher
http://www.quotenet.nl/2006/10/30/goeroe.jpg
holy spirit,give us the strenght , cozz we are sinners.
Save us from alcohol, sex and drugs,and alcohol again.
thank u.