And the mystery of "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!" continues.
Let me explain.
The latest rage for asshole lazy bloggers is to self-promote themselves by reposting some of their own Twitter Tweets as blog posts.
I am now stooping to this level.
Actually, I'm 5'-2" tall.
No stooping required. Already there.
Below are some of my very own Tweets that I've subjected my 12 followers to.
Click here for Volume One, Volume Two and Volume Three.
You may or may not know that I also Tweet under the guise of this name:
And enjoy some of Teenage Gandhi's tweets.
Sexting in India is so much different than in the US. Here it's like, "Oh babe, I'm totally going to hide your appearance."
Random historical fact about me: I can be linked to Kevin Bacon in just 3 steps.
OMG I would totally kill for a cheeseburger right now.
FYI: Never say "Become a global peace activist" when asked what you would do for a Klondike Bar. People hold you to that shit.
I've decided to take karate just in case this non-violence shit doesn't work out.
I like my women like my deity, Avalokiteshvara - all hands and lots of head.
I swear if one more person asks me for a Slushie, I'm going to kill someone.
Happy Cinco de Mayo!! Or, as we call it here in India, "Crippling poverty and despair with a side of WTF IS THAT SMELL Day!"
Just asked my mother where my baseball cap was. Said, "Where's my hat ma?" and then we laughed and laughed.
I just threw in "Jesus is my copilot" during the middle of a speech. Should have seen the look on everyone's face. Priceless.
I'm declaring today 'opposite day' so I think I'm going to preach guerrilla tactics and extreme violence while wearing heels.
The worst part about wearing this dohti is that you really have to keep on top of your manscaping.
Sorry, homeless guy, I do NOT have any change. Do you see pockets in this friggin thing? Jesus.
In my defense, a girl who says "I want hard candy" sounds just like "I want hard Gandhi" when you factor in the Indian dialect
I just became Prime Minister of the United Kingdom in Foursquare! Oh...the sweet, sweet irony.
I think all these people misunderstood me when I said, "All I want is piece."
I'm just going to go out on a limb and say it: I hate curry.
SO excited to go cow tipping tonight.
Not sure how this will all pan out, but if I end up on a slab being tortured like Braveheart, you bet your ass I'm singing like a canary.
I just hassled the Hoff.
I just called tech support for my laptop and my home phone rang.
Ugh. Being forced to change my password again. I'm starting to run out of ways to spell "C0ckRing"
I've had a lot more free time since I got the "Preaching Pacifism" app for my iPhone
I do not condone violence but will let it slide when you must fight for your right to party.
Looking for a woman named "Ladesh" so when I tell mom I'm going to "Bangladesh" I won't be lying.
As a Buddhist and activist, I am sworn to retain impartiality and preserve peace. But between you and me, I'm totally team Jacob.
You know it was a good night when you wake up with three Tibetan sherpas in your bed and no idea how they got there.
Great. Ketchup stain.
As a Buddhist, I'm supposed to achieve peace without indulging in earthly possessions. If that means giving up my XBox, I'm OUT.
I'm amazed my followers haven't figured out that all my sermons are really just Pearl Jam songs.
People ask why I have such a good sense of humor. I got married at 13. You either laugh about this shit or cry yourself to sleep
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You've been warned.