Okay, this is the Bip Report. It is coming out early today. Why is it coming out early? Because I have no life, and I am sitting home on a Friday night. Sad? Very much so. Nonetheless. It is for the better. I have a Math Midterm, and damn...I don't know math. Plus I am tired. I feel this is adequate reason for me to do nothing but stay home, and possibly sleep after this is over.
"Potential"
Well, might go to Mike Yang's. But might not.
"Soccer Results"
We played a soccer game yesterday. Well rather, the team played, and I watched. On the sidelines, Mariel introduced me to her "Quillow" combination pillow and quilt. I thought the name sounded like Willow, and could only think of Tripton's classic match.
I didn't play because it was the ruff division. Carey, Ward, and Jon van Horn played, plus some of Carey's ringers. Reese played one half and Greg was in goal. I say, the highlight of the game was Ward. In this league, he was allowed as many touches on the ball as he pleased. He did this, and he did that. He juked, he jived. He basically kicked ass. However, we have decided that Ward is bad luck. We don't win when Ward plays. Just go home Ward. No, I'm joking. Without Ward there doing his frickin awesome crap, the game would be pretty boring to watch. He juked like two or three guys in a row. It was incredible.
The guys they played were choke old Greek fellows. One of them was sporting these super small pants. At first, it seemed like he had no pants. That guy was a jerk. He attempted to slide tackle everyone, and when he got yellow carded, boy did he complain. Ward shut him up pretty good when he migged him (such as Wayne vs. me). And then he tried to slide tackle Ward. But to no avail.
But the end result, 1-0 them. Oh well. Next time. We were pretty much on the attack the whole game, but hey.
"Big Bag of Candy"
Thank you Priscilla for the big bag of candy. She gave me a big bag of candy. I am very happy. It has White Rabbit, Whethers, Blow Pops, Rolos, Skittles, M&Ms, Hershey's chocolates, and Baby Ruths. Excellent. I love it. I think I could live off candy. Snickers, Milky Way, 3 Muskateers, Pay Days, 100 grand, Kit Kats, Reeses...the list goes on and on. I compare my love of candy with George. If I were to get his candy bar line-up, I would ace that sucker. I know Twix is the only candy with thte cookie crunch. I know Baby Ruths are a combo of peanuts and caramel. I love the chewy nougat of a 3 Muskateer, or the caramel of a Milky Way. They are very pleasing to my palate. I like candy. Oh Henry? Why it has peanuts, chocolate, nougat. Its spectacular. Sensational! Something like that.
"Hey, you know what song?"
You know what song I don't hear too much here? "I got 5 on it." I got 555555 on it. Yea I'm on it. They played that every other song on Extreme. They were proud that they had the non-remix version, and they played that sucker to death. I haven't heard it much here. I got 5 on it.
Okay, that's all then. Bip Report is over. Or, shows ova! Stupid Jim Breuer. Stupid stupid Jim Breuer. Until next time, diamonds are forever, and so is Bip's life (or lack thereof).
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