like a fine wine

I'm 27 years old, but deep down I'm still a hormone enraged teen. I laugh at stupid jokes, I like staring at boobies, I think girls are stupid and I laugh every time I hear someone fart... especially when I'm in the bathroom at work.

Yeah, it's really amazing to see how much I've grown and matured since I was 14 years old. Top it off with the fact that I play video games to the point of detriment of just about everything else (chores, social life, intellecutal activities...) and I've really grown a lot as a human being. To my credit, I cant see myself locking my best friend in the room after he beats me in a game of hockey anymore. I'd still manage to get pissed about a friendly game, but lock the door and go cry... nah, not after 13 more years of life experience. Like I said, it's really amazing to take a step back and see how much I've grown since my early teens.

All that being said, the Pistons won last night against the favored Heat in the Eastern Conference Finals. I'm sure Corey Rumpkin has already masturbated every 10 minutes for the past 16 hours since the Pistons won since he's going to have the Finals matchup he had wet dreams about all season.

Spurs vs Pistons truly is a baskeball fan's porn on primetime tv. Two teams that play team-oriented, offensive ball and aggressive, in-your-face defense. Did I just say "In-your-face defense"? Yet another confirmation that I'm a complete loser.