Wednesday, September 14, 2005

   wooooooooooooooo.........blisters
blehness people
still dont get how ive never broken anything
luckyness or something
meh
calcium
yays
and here you go

If you're pretty happy, but you have a little Chihuahua that's always biting you on the ankles, still that's pretty good isn't it? I'm going to go ahead and keep you in the "happy" category.

Too bad Lassie didn't know how to ice skate, because then if she was in Holland on vacation in winter and someone said "Lassie, go skate for help," she could do it.


If you're ever shipwrecked on a tropical island and you don't know how to speak the natives' language, just say "Poppy-oomy." I bet it means something.

and end
bleh
nothing going on
now gooday

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Monday, September 12, 2005

   looooooooooooong time no see
been real busy
lots of stuff goin on
sorrys
heres a few stuff thingy majiggyers
yea
A good way to keep a mob of peasants from killing your monster is when they break into your castle, make them be real quiet, then open a door and there's the monster, sound asleep.

If I was being executed by injection, I'd clean up my cell real neat. Then, when they came to get me, I'd say, "Injection? I thought you said 'inspection'." They'd probably feel real bad, and maybe I could get out of it.

It's not good to let any kid near a container that has a skull and crossbones on it, because there might be a skeleton costume inside and the kid could put it on and really scare you.

bleh
ill be back laters
now goodays


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Friday, September 2, 2005

   deep thoughts with the fortune cookie
woooo
first football game today
but i dont get to start
but im going to be playing
so yays
heres some deep thoughts
maybe not deep but just bordage

How come the dove gets to be the peace symbol? How about the pillow? It has more feathers than the dove, and it doesn't have that dangerous beak.

If you're a boxing referee, it's probably illegal to wear a bow tie that spins or changes colors.

For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here's a tip: Why not add a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness.

I wish I lived on a planet that had two suns---regular sun and "rogue" sun. That way, when somebody asked me what time it was, I'd say, "Regular time?" And they'd say, "Yeah." And I'd say, "Sorry, all I have is rogue time." It'd be fun to be a stuck-up rogue-time guy.

If you want to sue somebody, just get a little plastic skeleton and lay it in their yard. Then tell them their ants ate your baby.

now gooday


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Thursday, September 1, 2005

   yay 100 GB thingys finally
pssh
finally
thingy kept erasing a few
and i dont remember whos it eraseded
o well
at 100 now
so yayers
heres a few more of me away messages

It's easy to sit there and say you'd like to have more money. And I guess that's what I like about it. It's easy. Just sitting there, rocking back and forth, wanting that money.
Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window? The guy looks out it, and if he leans too far, he falls out. Wait. I guess that's like a regular window.
I hope some animal never bores a hole in my head and lays its eggs in my brain, because later you might think you're having a good idea but it's just eggs hatching.

and yay for 100 GB thingys again
now goodays


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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

   have mercy on me my peeps
peeps
more like..
not...peeps...
der
well anywhoos
im bord
and i need mental help as usual
mmhmm indeedy
ive been cut down to posting every few days
boohoos
ill try for more when school starts
sep 6th
tons of people already started
lucky yous
so heres a thingy
not exactly a story
just my away messages i use on AIM
When you die, if you get a choice between going to regular heaven or pie heaven, choose pie heaven. It might be a trick, but if it's not, mmmmmmm, boy.

i think a good novel would be where a bunch of men on a ship are looking for a whale. they look and look, but you know what? they never find him. and you know why they never find him? it doesn't say. the book leaves it up to you, the reader, to decide. then, at the very end, there's a page you can lick and it tastes like kool-aid
uno mas

The big, huge meteor headed toward the Earth. Could nothing stop it? Maybe Bob could. He was suddenly on top of the meteor---through some kind of space warp or something. "Go, Bob, go!" yelled one of the generals. "Give me that!" said the big-guy general as he took the microphone away. "Listen, Bob," he said. "You've got to steer that meteor away from Earth." "Yes, but how?" thought Bob. Then he got an idea. Right next to him there was a steering wheel sticking out of the meteor.
fin
now goodays
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Sunday, August 28, 2005

   its sunday?
yayers
and ill get to the point now
I got a dirt bike last week. The only reason I got it is so I can drive around knocking over all the people that ride their bikes on the side of the road and take up half the lane. I'm trying to rid the streets of those spandex wearing bastards. There's nothing worse than being in a car and having to slow down because there's traffic coming the other way and there's a idiot on a bike in front of you. Now that I have my dirt bike I like to drive up next to them, let them get a good look yell "AAAHHHH!!!" and then grab their helmet and toss them into the ditch.
sleepyness
and its only 6 pm
bleh
now gooday
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Thursday, August 25, 2005

   foooooosball
yea
lots of fun
not much time for anything else
so havent been here much
but heres a story
yay for yous
I got kicked out of Sizzler last night. I was there hanging out with my friends. We like to go every week to see how much junk we can throw into the buffet and then see who eats it. My pal Bruce once spit into the salad twenty-seven times in one night. He tries to break that record every week. One of my friends once put a used home-pregnancy test into the chicken wing tray, we laughed for hours. Last night I got kicked out because the manager saw me pouring bleach into the pasta. I told him I was only pouring it onto the portion I am going to take back to the table, but when he looked in he could see that it was like a 50/50 - pasta/bleach mix. I'm the only one that got kicked out too. Bruce got to stay and he was jabbing all of the dinner rolls with lead pencils the whole night. It was so obvious. That manager was a jerk.
and fin
oo oo oo
i get to go to a concert
three doors down/staind/breaking benjamin
all great bands
yayers
now goodays

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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

   helo
no time for a thingy
tell you in the morning
goodays
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

   wooooooo...new postage?
so yea. ooo ooo ooo. posted up some new art. yes. i said it. would be nice if youd go check it out. mmhmm. very nice. maybe id even buy you a small vegetable. you know it. so heres another story. I accidentally hospitalized an innocent person today. Some foreign guy came to my front door and started saying all this crap that I couldn't understand and demanding money. I felt kind of threatened so with all my might I threw him into the side of the house. It turns out it was only the Chinese food delivery guy and he was making a delivery. I visited him in the hospital, and to make him feel more at home I decorated his whole room with Pokemon merchandise, because I figured he'd be really into that stuff. For some reason it just made him even angier. He's not a very thankful person I guess. and another one yay. I went to a basketball game last night and I just happened to be sitting in the lucky seat... I got called up to take the million-dollar half court shot. They handed me the ball and told me to make a basket. I never played basketball, but I have thrown lots of things before, like rocks and bricks and my neighbors pets. I threw the ball as hard as I could and I missed by about 30 feet. The ball went into the crowd and hit some old man right in the side of the head. It hit him so hard people eight rows back got blood on them.. I was so angry. I wanted my million dollars so bad. I ran over and grabbed the giant million dollar check and ran away. I took it to the drive-thru window at the bank today but the lady said she couldn't cash it because it wasn't a real check. I told her I would give her a hundred dollars if she cashed it, but she still said no. What a stupid ass. Tonight I'm going to go back to spray paint "THIS BANKS SUCKS" on the front windows, so that way all of the customers will know. mmhmm. i need mental help. now gooday.
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Monday, August 15, 2005

   cant sleep,clowns will eat me
woooo
first day of foosball practice
which means its hell week
wooooooo
for those of you who dont play foosball
hell week hurts
hence the name
hell week
mmhmm
bleh
anywhoos
7:17 AM eight now
and heres a story
There was an art contest down at the museum today. I entered a drawing of a bloody cat. It didn't win though. I worked really hard on it. I made it as bloody as I could, but I guess the judges didn't care. Next year I will enter a drawing of an even bloodier cat. It will be sure to win. All of the people there liked my drawing, they stared at it the longest, and usually showed it to other people. Most people didn't even look at any more pictures after they saw mine.
well two stories
Some guy drove into my neighbors house today. I thought it was only appropriate that I threw a "Some Guy Crashed Into My Neighbor's House Party." Originally it was gonna be a Pajama Jammie-Jam, but I changed my mind. He was really mad though... He was angry the whole day and all he could hear was festivities, celebrating his misfortune. The people at the party kept looking over the fence and laughing. One guy even threw eggs. I thought it was unnecessary, but he felt differently.
bordom
mmmhmm
sooooooo
ima gonna ride my bike to school
now gooday



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