10-12


Disclaimer:  If you haven't been keeping up with the Bip Report, shame on
you! nah, but it's just that Bip is at this moment engulfed in work.  He
has asked the likes of Reese Yorimoto and Carey Lew to carry on the
tradition...

Carey:  Whassup everyone out there, um, I'm kinda in shock that I'm sending
this thing out to 96 (yes 96) people out there nation-wide. What do you
think Reese?
Reese:  Oh my God! I am so nervous.
Carey:  Don't worry Reese, I was nervous when I saw Cal down by 21 points
to USC, but hey, that didn't stop us from kicking their butts, right?
Reese:  Raise the roof!
Carey:  Oh, by the way that reminds me, I was in UCLA this weekend, and
there seems to be a whole lot of trash talkers...hmm
Reese:  Thinking a little deja vu?
Carey:  True, true, I am also thinking of deja vu (cite Greg).
Reese:  Speaking of deja vu, wasn't Fang DeeeeLllloooonnng wearing the
exact same shirt, pants, but oh different socks?
Carey:  Ohhh yeah, I can't believe that guy.  I was thinking, "NO NO NO!
What is he doing? F---!" (cite Bip) How could anyone wear almost the exact
same thing the very next day?
Reese:  Trust me it's not all that impossible.  My roommate Wei Wang
Carey:  Wei Wang?
Reese:  Yes the infamous pimp daddy Wei Wang (not detracting from BIG MUN's
pool of women)
Carey:  Hey, I saw Wei today in my Psychology class. I think he was wearing
his new, in-between short and long sleeve shirt today.  You know the one
that goes just past his elbows?
Reese:  How can I not know that one?  He only has three shirts to go along
with his two pairs of his hella tight speedos.
Carey:  oh Really? (cite Pegge)  What the fuh? (cite Mike)  What does he
use his closet for?
Reese:  I don't know but the scent is as if something large crawled up in
there and died.
Carey:  As large as Mr. Solomon?
Reese:  Nothing is as enormous as MR SOLOMON!
Carey:  Sheesh, I remember when the big man himself knocked over this 200
pound guy like nothin.
Reese:  Well howz Bip during intramural soccer?
Carey:  Bip?  You can tell he's a wrestler.  He goes full speed into a guy,
and kicks, punches, and even head butts the opponent.  Geez, I had to tell
him to calm down after he told me he just wanted to have at a takedown of a
guy.
Reese:  Hey do you think the Bipster could takedown the 5 foot 150 pound
box known as Wei Wang?
Carey:  Of course, of course (cite Mark-my roommate)  Unless, Wei got his
Chinese Mafia to lay the smack down on Bip.
Reese:  Hey that's food for thought.  Maybe he's chatting with his low down
gangster g-funk homeys that are loungin in the crib.  Or then again he
could be reading his Chinese erotic fiction.
Carey:  Oh dear (Laurie).  I hope he's not reading about Fang's pelvic thrust.
Reese:  Sorry, sorry guys, sorry (cite Gayna) didn't mean to incite
nightmares.
Carey:  I sure Bip isn't having any nightmares right now, besides the fact
that Fang is sleeping under him, he has to wake up tomorrow ready for his
exams.  Good Luck Bip, I'm thinking that we kinda need you back soon, or
else, we'll lose subscribers.

 Well there you have it folks, hope we were interesting enough to keep the
loyal readers tuned in for another dire attempt tomorrow with Reese, Carey,
and Greg.  JUST ONE MORE DAY OF SUB-BIP"ISH" MATERIAL.  Any questions or
comments can be directed to reesey80@hotmail and [email protected].

 SRC baby!  Mangs FOR LIFE!  Diamonds are forever, and so is Bip studying.
(We hope not for long--We bow before Bipster)

  Carey & Reese

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