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Gems of Joes Wisdom
Joe Says… “I want a Gay friend”
At approximately 3:15PM today, I took out my last cigarette, split it in half, and threw it in the bin along with the packet.
That’s right, I have quit smoking.
I’ll keep you up-to-date on my cravings (if they come) and whatnot. Bo Selecta.
..How to get hammered.

As we know, Joe likes to drink - but Joe knows it’s too far when you get accused of intent of bodily harm to a female. Joe knows it’s an over-reaction on their part, but when you’re drunk and angry because you get in between a fight between two other people, doing something like that is just gold for someone to pick up on and slate you for.
Now you’re an “aggressive drunk“.
And because you’re so angry about people thinking that, you’ll get SO drunk that you will become aggressive, and it will just get worse, and worse until people start to hate you for being that way. You know it’s going to happen, but there’s nothing you can do to stop it - you’d think you’d be able to stop yourself from becoming an aggressive alcoholic in the early stages but to be honest you don’t give a rats ass.. so here it comes. Good luck to you, sir.
Basically, the point I’m trying to make is simply be god damn careful with alcohol, and drugs (especially drugs - that’s bad shit).
Tip: Drinking is bad. But good. Use this power wisely.
A status update on Joe at the moment:
Life’s a bit dull right now, people getting me down, no hoes on the go at the moment.. perhaps a few possibilities in the near future but I’d prefer to have poontang now rather than later. The past weekend was just OK really, I mean I was drinking every night (which made me feel quite ill over the entire weekend) but yet nothing really special happened so it didn’t feel all that great.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my bad habits lately, like smoking - of course I know how bad it is, I know I should stop and the more I smoke the more likely I’m not going to quit and die a painful death spewing out tar (I’ve been watching Constantine), and then choking on it when I’m 25. It’s also got to a point where I don’t do it just because I enjoy to, I do it because I need to. I seriously crave. It sucks.
So, I’m a bit depressed, and I’m pretty sure the only thing that will cure it is some serious poontang. So, if you know of any good-looking-teenage-whores, I’d be happy to have their numbers.
Joe’s had a stressful weekend, and is still feeling rather hungover from all the drama (and vodka). The internal damage I’ve caused my to my right hand has made it fat, red, and sore. I believe that some bruises will start shining through soon.
Joe has some life long tips for you guys:
Stick by these 7 rules and you will have a good life, don’t - and forever be screwed.
Here is my step-by-step guide on how to get ready for a night out, this is my personal method and so I’m passing on my strategy to you.
And your done. Remember, Joe’s here to help, so if you have any questions on being a modern trendy male - don’t be afraid to ask in the comments.

More of my genius on fashion, coming at a later date.
I’ve noticed that a lot changes when you’re ill, people around you change, and you yourself change. At the moment I have a cold, which is most definitely affecting my social skills as well as my fitness; I don’t feel well enough for the gym and haven’t for the past three days.
It’s not absolutely horrendous or anything, as a flu would be, its a cold and I can still do stuff but I constantly feel worn out and I keep having extremely random emotional spurts. For example, one minute I can be very giggly, and the next I can be very moody. Which isn’t working so well with the ladies.
Status report complete, over and out.
Today’s money saving tip: Never pay for gym membership. Either get it free somehow (like me), or use large juice bottles for bicep curling.