These days it seems like everyone is looking for a piece of me; especially those mad money bitches. Who do they think I am anyway, Waldo? On a completely relevant note however what IS the deal with this guy Waldo anyway. Why does everyone want to know where he is? If you ask me the guy’s a punk. If he were a criminal, I would hire a bunch of five year olds to find his ass. Tyrannosaur!!!! I bet if Carmen San Diego and Waldo hooked it up; their kids would come out invisible. Nice! I really think those two should invest in better disguises though. I understand that both of you are fictional and also cartoons, but let’s face it, it’s just unrealistic to think no one is going to find you when you wear the same clothes every day. Especially when those clothes are a striped red and white turtleneck and a big ass trench coat with a Dick Tracy hat. Let’s get this realism idea on the move. On a completely unrelated note, realism will never be on the move. It’s for reasons like this that I just don’t have time for these mad money bitches anymore. Mad money bitches, tricks, ho’s, work, babies, time traveling whales, or work just need to chill. I just have too much to ponder……
Copyright Daniel Robbins
But we like to believe in winnable wars. Don't you see no one would ever bother to play "where's ? " Because we have no idea what the fuck to look for. Thank god the game at least tells us his name, and thank god he wears the same shit!
ReplyDeleteWaldo is striped not because he's ignorant but because he's considerate. I can't vouch for that slut bag of a woman, miss diego, but Waldo does what he does because he cares about our kids.
Imagine if every time we played it in school (public schools have an obligatory one week of waldo in California) nobody found Waldo?
Every kid would think that they were completely incompetent and retarded.
You think he enjoys wearing that sweat drenched, beer stained, pungent turtle neck?! Waldo is a saint who sacrifices himself on the altar of childhood confidence.
But Yeah Carmen is a pretentious bitch whose wardrobe is stuck in 1980's France. She needs to get a job, get a man, quit the job, and have some babies, and give back the goddamn statue of David!
Not to mention all those haters who dress up like Waldo to get attention. Fucking attention whores they are. Just when you see a kid who's wearing a red and white striped shirt behind a fat bitch wearing a pink dress you think to yourself. "Is this it? Have I really found him? Oh my fucking God, I think I have. No, that's one of those fucking phonies craving attention, and successfully getting it yet again."
ReplyDeleteWaldo should man up and get a fucking gun, or better yet. Patent that ridiculous outfit of his and make that money so when he gets one of those mad money bitches after him he'll be able to do whatever it is you do when you have money and money bitches come after you.