Alriite, Who gave me tonsilitis?

YIPPIDY DOO DAHHH!! Its my first blog post in like forever, well at all. It took a tremendous amount of thinking, courage, reassuring, faith & boredom to finally come to thee conclusion that I'm going to make & maintain a blog, with not only useless information but some good stuff hidden in between the lines, nothing thats just weird to catch your attention, and nothing too serious so it doesn't make you feel like your watching another lifetime movie, something thats just kool, chill, thats just thee shitt, ya kno? I didn't really look into blogs until *my cousin* shawnwashingon.blogspot.com published his, before his I've only heard of Perez Hiltons and he's nothing short of an idiot so i quickly ruled it out, but after gawking at "my cousins" I took a liking to this new phenomenon and after that just as anyone else I didn't wanna seem to be summersaulting on the bandwagon so i gave it some time & thought, let a few people hitch a ride before I did, and here I am ladies & gentlemen. But furthermore if you've been paying any attention to my aways, facebook status, myspace pictures or just my life, you should know that I recently caught a mild episode of tonsillitis, thus explaining why I'm wearing a swine flu mask looking like one of the asian ladies you see walking down the street with an umbrella(even tho it isn't raining) every day, but before I made it to the doctors I was pretty sure I had the plague, I began to sing *ring around the rosie* like t-pain had made a remix to it, it was horrid i wouldn't wish this on anybody, wellll umm soo- like maybe a few people, like glen matola, the person who closed my starbucks, oprah winfrey & my little brother. Anyways my tonsils had a little chat with each other and decided that they both wanted to become golfballs, indeed they did. Noticing that this praully isn't good I did like most of you would and I called my GRANNY a.k.a the doctor in the family, she called it on the spot(she just knows these things) but she took me to the doctor and I was called in by a lady by the name of Marge who towered over the grown at no less than 6'10, after being pointed to my room I begin to play with all the tools(like any of yall haven't) and my doctor comes in looking all fearless n' shitt, she ask what's wrong and I go "I have tonsillitis"(cus grannies know best) and this lady goes "aha, doubtful lets see" she opens my mouth(didn't even ask me, assertive huh?) and takes the deepest breathe I've witnesses since my mother saw my lip rings and goes "omg your right" in my mind I wanted to be like told ya bitch but I'm already black, tattooed & pierced I didn't make things any worse, so she runs out the room and comes back in with a swine flu mask. Shitt was weird bluhdd, but she sent me off with a few bottles of pills & my favorite of them all Co-Fucking-Dine. Mann is this this amazing or what? its like my own little bottle of  love but yet I still wouldn't take it just to take it like these children do these days even tho it is great. So I've just been sitting in my bed wildly hallucinating watching random comcast movies while devouring every type of soup Campbell's has ever came out with, But as for you guys & girls, I hope you enjoyed my first post as much as I'm going to enjoy this slightly frozen over bottle of CANADA DRY & CAMPBELL'S zesty tomato soup.

Love, Peace & Chicken Grease