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How to Make a Rap Song

Step 1) Watch this video and this video at roughly the same time.

Step 2) Listen and enjoy.

I've never had a dog before but this is probably one of the saddest videos I've ever seen.

kevin trans the shit!
and i am a faggot!

EDIT (5/25): Wow it took me a whole month to find this post..

Someone convince me not to shell out $350 for Lady Gaga tickets.

More than six months later...

I have all sorts of things to write about. Recent events, random thoughts, rants and raves. Unfortunately my time management skills won't allow this. Hello, Spring semester!

This is my first post in a while, but possibly the most pointless. Wah wahhh.

Time is runnin' out, please don't make me wait

This morning I woke up extremely hung over and sick feeling. On top of that, I had no idea where my glasses were. I looked everywhere in both my place and Danny's place. No where. Made a phone call to Alan, who I somewhat remember helping me get to bed, and he didn't know where they were either. I blindly searched the ground from Danny's place to mine... And eventually I found them in the backyard on the window sill, caked in dirt and vomit. Gross.

This was the aftermath of Danny's 21st birthday party. We cleared out one of the rooms at his place for beer pong and spent a ton of money on alcohol. A lot of people came and I had a blast.

I got pretty throwed at one point and barfed... Then I apparently passed out on the futon in the backyard - definitely don't remember doing that, but I guess that explains why my glasses were back there. AND it set up one hilarious situation. Here's how it played out, according to Danny:

*Cops come to the party and bring Danny outside to talk*

COPS: Are you the owner of the house?

DANNY: Yeah I am.

COPS: So what's going on here?

DANNY: It's my 21st birthday, so we're just having a party.

COPS: Oh it's your birthday? Are you having fun?

DANNY: Yeah.

COPS: Alright, well we can't have people standing outside like this.

*The cops walk to the backyard to point out the cars parked there.*

COPS: And these cars need to be moved... And who's that?

*Points to my passed out body*

DANNY: (Thinking "Oh. Shit.") Uh... That's my brother.

COPS: Well take care of him and get him home.

I vaguely remember being carried to my place and put in bed with a trash can and a water bottle. Thank you to everyone who helped take care of my drunk ass.

Definitely the best weekend of the summer so far. Next on the agenda: Houston Austin then California. Stay tuned, kiddos!