Hey, i might be going worldwide with this blog. On my last post i received a post that i believe was in Portuguese and probably berated my use of the word OK (but i am going with that he loved the post and offered me a job in Portugal...see ya suckers). Alright, i have the latest on the Kobe dilemma, so here is a day in his life:
8:00am: Wakes up, hops online and Googles his own name, doesn't read any of the articles just checks to see how many other people read them, send off angry emails to all online sites that don't have at least 1,000 people reading about him.
11:00am: That took awhile, buys his wife a new Lexus as she doesn't have one newer than 2 weeks old to use on Saturday's to make up for the time spent away from her online.
11:30am: Goes to the grocery store, demands that the cashier trades him the prime steaks the guy in aisle 6 has for his two peanuts he has.
1:00pm: Heads to the car dealership trades in his Hummer for a Hummer2.
1:04pm: Drives around the block, decides he doesn't like the deal and wants to "stay" with his original Hummer as long as they give him a second one to play with.
2:00pm: Receives a text from Jerry Buss, the owner of the Laker's, with the message "I just traded U 2 Denver, LOL" Assumes he is at the bar.
4:00pm: Returns home, cries and screams and throws a hissy fit when the maid gave him Kix cereal for dinner when he wanted Fruity Pebbles.
4:17pm: Maid pours him a bowl of Fruity Pebbles while muttering "Little baby always gets his way"
4:18pm: Maid is been called in missing to local authorities.
6:00pm: Calls KG, says "Hey man, don't you want to play with me, i am the best" KG replies, "No, i would actually like to go to a team where i get the ball every once in awhile, other than rebounding your ill-advised missed shots"
8:00pm: Settles down for some Cartoon Network.
9:30pm: Lays down with his Dora the Explorer doll and cries himself to sleep as he is so misunderstood. Wife mutters, "Man, if he didn't have this money, I would be so outta here"
11:43pm: Call from Jerry Buss, "Ived meded as treeed, yous fur Kwaname Brewn, i's thinks its a greeet tred. At leeest in my's heed.
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