Lindsay Lohan At 12 O’Clock

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Lindsay, tell me how my ass taste.

The below is my dream log. A log of my dream, so the following events are fictional. That doesn’t mean I didn’t know Li-Loh in a previous lifetime, though.

I am in a grocery store in LA, and who do I see? Lindsay Lohan at 12 O’Clock, right in front of me. I didn’t have any paper, so I grab a pack of gum and quickly scribble down a love note (sorta), on it and walk by her go, “Hey Lindsay, catch”, and toss it to her -but in the moment of nervousness I think I tossed it to her friend who was also a hot chick that looked like her …and walk away.
At the same time, I run into LA Laker, Kobe Bryant, and I am like, “Yo Kobe, waddup mang, you need to help me hollar at Lindsay,” lol and I’m obvs wearing Kobe’s shoes at the time. So, I’m getting Kobe to sign my shoes (while also writing shabooty on ‘em).
Around this time, Lindsay comes up to me, and starts to bitch me out (using my government name and all), and she’s with some guy. Something on my blog must have pissed her off. While they were not my words, in the past I had apparently blogged about this guy calling Lindsay a “plumper” (fattie), so that guy was now the guy who was with her, and they’re both all in my face, and bitching at me… (one of those uphill bitch fests with a chick that you can’t win). I go, “I’m not going to have a myspace argument, okay?” lol (one of those dumb ass blogosphere fueled arguments).
Before this happened, Kobe had written on my shoes, (along with his signature and ‘shabooty,’ he also written: ‘LindsayL’, as well. At this point, I am like, “damn Lindsay, can you squash the beef, and at least sign an “LL” on my Kobe shoes, please?!?” She takes my newly signed Kobes, and drags her big toe all over the front of the shoe, scratching it. I am like, “WTF!!? damn, you’re an angry chick!” And she storms off.
Kobe and I say peace to the gods – and that was it.

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