So, I'm pretty drunk right now. But I've been wondering if I'm the only one that has problems relating the BN to everyday life. Sadly, perhaps, I really relate to the BN and all the asshatery that ensues. I often find myself explaining why I want to go to California. Or why I want a VW bus with a 300 hp Subaru boxer motor. Or why I want to go to burning man. Or why I think delotted would be great. Or why half a retard is an acceptable expression. Or why I like cans (Sully's or Beevo's). Or why I'm suggesting that a coworker check out Steel Panther. Or anything regarding crazy bitch. Or why I find I've developed a taste for acoustic versions of gansta rap (Straight out of Compton, Four Loco song). Or why I like skank nasty strippers with tats. Or why naming your kid Gladstone or 001 is perfectly acceptable. Or why racism in good humor is okay (Whitey, Terrance the black, Muffasa vs Garrett). Or that I have thought about "giving the tour" (schuman) in real life. Or that I consider winning drunk of the week a lifetime acheivement. Or that I actually relate to JP and think he's a vital asset to the show. Or that I like lunchmeet and the mixtape shows. Or that I find myself hoping for a Daniella reunion show. Or that I would really like the opportunity to buy tastey and doc a round. Or that when I pour a pint of Janet's, that I get teary-eyed every time I toast her. Or that I'm okay with Jamil's relaxed attitude toward hookers and blow. Or that I'm a converted shower beer drinker. Or that mild Jew bashing is okay. Or that I'm really interested in trying dry potting. Or that I've actually contemplated a Pacheco Steamer as a practical joke. Or etc, etc, etc.
How screwed up am I?









