GIRLS HBO Season 3

Have you ever once questioned your humanity or the amount of money you have at that? This writing crave is becoming apparent and my fingers tremble with caffeine. Staring at this horribly painted photo, my eye was encased in the painter's eye, and it made my teeth ache with desire. I’ve been writing, and writing, and did I mention writing? But not nearly enough as seeing I don’t have anything on this column yet, just procrastination?

  Season three of the HBO series Girls is set in ink to be filmed, I came across this series through my roommate, and I’ve been a fan since. The writing is new, along with the context of the show. Compare all you want, audience, you’ll shut your mouth when it’s on though.  I enjoy this series because its real, and by real I mean realism occurs. It’s a new age series and broadcasting it on HBO gave it full rights to being highly explicit and nude. If you can’t get into a series full of girls then, my friend I have to question your sexuality. 

Not really, who cares if you're gay or not, just don’t touch my ass and will be fine. Lena Dunham is awesome, amazing, yes this article consist of positivity, I know the majority of readers dabble in the pleasure of a negative write-up, but I’m the stoned crossing guard and everything that evades my mouth tends to be awkward or positive?

  Ok let’s stop bull-shitting around, this article is to boost an idea, or a concept and you're here to help me push it. Attention Lena Dunham, the first premiering episode of the third season of Girls will premiere with an awe-inspiring stoner tail. I’ll be casted in it, of course, this journey derives from some sort of inner-hope. It fades in with audio playing from the boombox (music player) and the sound of a hair buzzer, time to shave our heads. Loud, punk music screaming in your face, this music, like metal, is meant for thee intoxicated and luckily I’m fond of that. Shave, shave, shave, shave, ahh, we both scream.

 The title for ‘GIRLS’ fades in with its two column colors, bliss she screams as the video snaps back onto the screen. We need more weed she yells in a cartoon fashion, weed, weed, weed, I need more weed. In a calming manner I tell her to relax, I’ll go get more.

  I could go on, and I wouldn’t mind at all but I am curious to see the response this article gets, if any! Maybe.