I think I'm officially obsessed with Hankie Webber and his videos. I probably check his youtube page 20 times a day, hoping for a new video. When I see there's a new one up there, I get so excited. I pop in a nice, juicy dip of Copenhagen longcut and just sit back and watch the video...and usually laugh my ass off. When he doesnt post a video for awhile, I get sad. It's the same feeling I used to have when I was in Junior High and I would wait all night for a girl to call me, and then when she finally called me I'd be so happy. That's how I feel with Webber's videos. But it's also ruining my relationships with people. I was out with Baus a few days ago and we met these broads. I just kept adding "dot com" to the end of every sentence. They thought I was totally screwed up. "Yea...come over and lets make out....makeout.com!!!!" Then I kept calling people at the bar "Buzzy" and "Sickler" and I would just get the weirdest looks. At one point I was in the bathroom and I just looked at myself in the mirror and yelled: "Kenny!! Where's my money Kenny!?!?!" People thought I was just messed. Finally I kicked this broad out of my house and I told her it was because I had to get up early to work at the docks and then settle up with my bookies by 11am. No wonder I havent got any tail yet in 2008. Hankie Webber's videos have messed up my brain...but I can't wait for the next one...and the next one...and the next one.
Keep it up Coach.
Keep it up Coach.
