Hey guys(or gals, or its, or any of u from my large fan base on Krypton), welcome back once again...i know its been a while since my last post(like 72 hours...when running the usual 60-minute hours, 60-second minutes, and(heres the kicker) 30-second half-minutes), and i apologize for those of u who bought or rented blog-reading mittens(mittens used for blog-reading exclusively...cuz theres no such thing as cold weather...*Alaskan native stops reading*) especially for wednesday(warning: not pronounced like it looks) and thursday(warning lifted)...those of u who are thinking that i took a 72-hour vacation(possibly to Cabo...we all remember the 4-second vacation), u are not quite 100%(maybe like 96%) right...i simply just couldn't find enough time in that 4320 minutes to write a post in here(/i dont give a poop about u)(*blog determination coach stops reading, quits job, and quits life*...hes been walking a tight rope for years...bless his heart...to be continued...maybe)...
...Sports Clips...the all-holy fortress of treacherous mixtures of men with need of head-bush trimming, sports, mini-televisions, women with head-bush trimming skills, awkward stadium seating, that one guy in the waiting area, and that one chick... first off, let us begin with "that one guy in the waiting area"(formerly known as "man with beige shirt")...theres almost always that ONE guy in the waiting area that goes against the unspoken("no speaky!!!") code of "no casual or formal or, and gawd help us all, sexual speakage"(refer to Code #42 in your "Unspoken Sports Clips Codes Handbook")...none of us "Code Followers/Worshippers" like this man at all...Signs that U may have encountered said man: conveys a less than moderate knowledge of sports, is pretty jumpy(up arrow), right ear pierced(*u know what sirens sound*), isnt a guy that u would be willing allow babysit your child or a fellow acquaintances pet iguana(that was dead), and isnt following the rules(shame shame)...i was just lucky enough to have around a 40-minute(2400 seconds) wait to get my head bush trimmed while in this mans prescence(*chills*)...i spent most of the time acting like i was texting(i typed numbers 1-100, and just kinda randomly hit buttons after that...i did get a few actual text messages..."how special am i")...the guy that came in right before me actually got kinda fed up(from the dude) and just left(*silent giggles*)...soon after that, i was finally called back to get my haircut...and guess who was finally going to trim my head bush...(suspense)...
...now i would like to tell u about "that one girl" from Sports Clips...she cuts hair...and shes the one thats hot...nuff said right? *every dude reading this goes "ohhhh yeeeaaahhh!"*...shes been workin' at the joint for quite a while...sooo many times(maybe 4...maybe) have i(as opposed to U) ended up being the guy right(as opposed to left) before(as opposed to...just kidding...as opposed to being serious...:D) or after her turn...i can remember this one time where this dude was gettin' trimmed by her and was uber-flirting(which is, in fact, against code #314 in the "Unspoken Sports Clips Codes Handbook"), and...she wasnt buying into it...at all...i gotta kick out of it...my Algebra 2 textbook has more game than that...and its...made by McDougal Littell("i sense a textbook company joke")...so i, being the respectful man i am(cue lame "self-supportive" election ad), did not flirt with her at all...i simply enjoyed my head bush trim...AND my free shampoo and head massage(*i bask in my glory*) :O...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i break code #42 AND #314 in the "Unspoken Sports Clips Codes Handbook"*) :D
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Tuesday Blues
Bonjourno to all, and welcome back once again...due to much publicity(whores) of the content of my last blog, i must sadly( :( ) report to u all that the world did not, in fact, blow up on the previously said date(but a different date maybe...)...i am eternally saddened(aka: im silently but loudly giggling at u all) to hear all of the stories(actually none) of those of u(other forms of u: you, look in mirror and point at person who appears, or insert name here _____ ) who clicked the link "The World Blew Up" in the last post and were redirected to a flash page that sang(in unison...beautifully) "you are an idiot!"...this chicanery was, in fact, committed by me(Captain Amazing-pants..."in the flesh...err, umm...pants"), and i am so so insanely sorry to anyone that was a victim(you...refer to other versions of u) of it...to my case, i was under the influence of many different things(vanilla coke...and boredom...and a 1/4 of a dose of HATE) at the said time of writing the blog entry that day...so i editted the piece and got everything back to normal("or did i..."...maybe u should check...hmm...)
so how is everybody doing today?("great!") got the blues?("no really, im doing wonderful") has life got u upset?("im not sure anymore...maybe") does something feel, out of place?("*sigh* everything is just...*sigh*") got the "tuesday blues"?("yes...i do"...my response: "i can convince this literary voice to agree to anything as u can see")
but how about those "tuesday blues"? huh? how bout'em?
the "tuesday blues" are a common illness, usually occuring between the ages of now and forever...the "tuesday blues" occur at least once per week...if it occurs more than once per week, then seek professional help...or just get a new calendar...some signs that u may have the "tuesday blues" are: its tuesday(3rd day of week...if starting week on sunday...with perhaps the "sunday blues"), your feeling down(opposite of up...common misconception), and thats about it...the "tuesday blues" are commonly mistaken to be "post-monday blues" and/or "pre-wednesday blues" and/or "rabies", but au contrare(or i guess...on the contrary would suit as well), they are, indeed, not either(pronunciation="Ither" or "EEther"...im open-minded) of those("blasphemy!!")...my side effects for having "tuesday blues" were: hitting the garage door with my back bumper(slowly...so no damage to the car...but damage to my "tuesday confidence"? why yes indeed), forgetting to take a drink to school(i just happened to be uber thirsty today...hmmm...wonder why), remember to take gum to school but left it in car(i grinded my teeth all day..."i needed u Extra!!"), was incredibly sore from working out the previous day(while on "monday blues"), pimples were a hurting, lips were chapped(i needed to kiss a girl and like it, and taste her cherry CHAPSTICK pretty badly), and it was like 20 degrees(Fahrenheit) this morning and i own no jeans that fit(dont break button while being put on)...therefore, camo shorts were sported(*shakes head*)...some cures for "tuesday blues" are: happiness, making everyday friday and/or saturday with no blues, having sunshine(possibly in your pocket) on a particularly cloudy day, having the month of may handy when its cold outside, remembering that theres only six more days til "Monday Night Football"("if erection lasts for more than four hours,..."), or reading my blog(reports from North Korea report a decrease in "tuesday blues" when people read "...Ellipses Anonymous..."...*gullible reader looks into topic*)
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i fear "pre-wednesday blues"*)
so how is everybody doing today?("great!") got the blues?("no really, im doing wonderful") has life got u upset?("im not sure anymore...maybe") does something feel, out of place?("*sigh* everything is just...*sigh*") got the "tuesday blues"?("yes...i do"...my response: "i can convince this literary voice to agree to anything as u can see")
but how about those "tuesday blues"? huh? how bout'em?
the "tuesday blues" are a common illness, usually occuring between the ages of now and forever...the "tuesday blues" occur at least once per week...if it occurs more than once per week, then seek professional help...or just get a new calendar...some signs that u may have the "tuesday blues" are: its tuesday(3rd day of week...if starting week on sunday...with perhaps the "sunday blues"), your feeling down(opposite of up...common misconception), and thats about it...the "tuesday blues" are commonly mistaken to be "post-monday blues" and/or "pre-wednesday blues" and/or "rabies", but au contrare(or i guess...on the contrary would suit as well), they are, indeed, not either(pronunciation="Ither" or "EEther"...im open-minded) of those("blasphemy!!")...my side effects for having "tuesday blues" were: hitting the garage door with my back bumper(slowly...so no damage to the car...but damage to my "tuesday confidence"? why yes indeed), forgetting to take a drink to school(i just happened to be uber thirsty today...hmmm...wonder why), remember to take gum to school but left it in car(i grinded my teeth all day..."i needed u Extra!!"), was incredibly sore from working out the previous day(while on "monday blues"), pimples were a hurting, lips were chapped(i needed to kiss a girl and like it, and taste her cherry CHAPSTICK pretty badly), and it was like 20 degrees(Fahrenheit) this morning and i own no jeans that fit(dont break button while being put on)...therefore, camo shorts were sported(*shakes head*)...some cures for "tuesday blues" are: happiness, making everyday friday and/or saturday with no blues, having sunshine(possibly in your pocket) on a particularly cloudy day, having the month of may handy when its cold outside, remembering that theres only six more days til "Monday Night Football"("if erection lasts for more than four hours,..."), or reading my blog(reports from North Korea report a decrease in "tuesday blues" when people read "...Ellipses Anonymous..."...*gullible reader looks into topic*)
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i fear "pre-wednesday blues"*)
Sunday, October 26, 2008
All Linked Up
Hello all, welcome back(again, *sigh*...)...as most of u read yesterday(day before today, the day two days before tomorrow, the day world blew up...*reader is confused*..."u didnt hear about the world blowing up?! awwww maaann, u shoulda been there, it was so tieeeeet!!"...heres the link for a story and vid on it, The World Blew Up..."and its legit man, that site always tells the truth, no bias, no preferences, no political hoopla(great word), just ALL FACTS"...*idiot who doesnt understand sarcasm, checks link*...) i went on my four second vacation with my big family to Cabo(i know your all interested in TRIP PICS so ive put them on my blog, this site wont let me just put them right on this page so u have to press "Alt-F4" at the same time to be able to see the sweet photos...enjoy *big smile*) and i soon got back, and wrote in my blog soon after(A Safe Place No More)...and now, of course, im just glad to be back home and be able to blog to all u guys...
so after i got back from Cabo, my kids(couple of my friends) really wanted to go see High School Musical 3(Tres, Troi, Drei...spanish, french, german...i know crazy right?)...the movie was just like..."wow, ummm, i shouldnt have went and seen this with a girl on either side of me"("what a pimp")...at one point in time the all-holy Zac Efron was just doing some random singing and dancing, and i looked to my right, and the chick(my friend...well call her "Oogler #1") had her eyes as wide as can be with her hand covering her mouth...i look to my left and i see this other chick(also my friend...well call her "Oogler #2-1,000,000") was wide-eyed looking straight at the screen with her mouth open very wide(:O) just in complete and utter awe of what she was seeing(and ill clarify, was just a guy dancing and singing randomly)...and to the men...i did not pay to see this movie...i did not give up my specifically male organ or its two siblings at this movie...still hetero, no metro...so we all cool...
so while i was typing all that, the stupid "hyperlink" and "bold" and "underline" things were going out of whack, and just showing up whenever they wanted like...
Hyperlink: "hey man, what u typing there hmmm? i think im just gonna get in on this action riggghhhhhhtt...NOW!"
Bold: "whoa, hyperlink! hey dude, whats going on?...i think i should just join in right now too, u know? itll be fun"
Underline: "hey hyperlink..."
Hyperlink: "yeah underline?"
Underline: "its been real fun teaming up with u and "blue text color", but i kinda just wanna do my own thing for a little while, that cool?"
Hyperlink: "yeah dude, go for it...i need a break anyway"
Bold: "im bored...i think ill just go join underline...thatll really mess with this blogger guy, hehe *evil laugh*
Me: "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
to all u non-bloggers: these are the hardships almost all of us Good bloggers go through to get this stuff to u 24/7...so like, all the tricks and fun links i did earlier just to make u mad or aggravated(:@), were just what u deserved!
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i start feeling bad for tricking readers...then giggle and stop caring for good*)
so after i got back from Cabo, my kids(couple of my friends) really wanted to go see High School Musical 3(Tres, Troi, Drei...spanish, french, german...i know crazy right?)...the movie was just like..."wow, ummm, i shouldnt have went and seen this with a girl on either side of me"("what a pimp")...at one point in time the all-holy Zac Efron was just doing some random singing and dancing, and i looked to my right, and the chick(my friend...well call her "Oogler #1") had her eyes as wide as can be with her hand covering her mouth...i look to my left and i see this other chick(also my friend...well call her "Oogler #2-1,000,000") was wide-eyed looking straight at the screen with her mouth open very wide(:O) just in complete and utter awe of what she was seeing(and ill clarify, was just a guy dancing and singing randomly)...and to the men...i did not pay to see this movie...i did not give up my specifically male organ or its two siblings at this movie...still hetero, no metro...so we all cool...
so while i was typing all that, the stupid "hyperlink" and "bold" and "underline" things were going out of whack, and just showing up whenever they wanted like...
Hyperlink: "hey man, what u typing there hmmm? i think im just gonna get in on this action riggghhhhhhtt...NOW!"
Bold: "whoa, hyperlink! hey dude, whats going on?...i think i should just join in right now too, u know? itll be fun"
Underline: "hey hyperlink..."
Hyperlink: "yeah underline?"
Underline: "its been real fun teaming up with u and "blue text color", but i kinda just wanna do my own thing for a little while, that cool?"
Hyperlink: "yeah dude, go for it...i need a break anyway"
Bold: "im bored...i think ill just go join underline...thatll really mess with this blogger guy, hehe *evil laugh*
Me: "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
to all u non-bloggers: these are the hardships almost all of us Good bloggers go through to get this stuff to u 24/7...so like, all the tricks and fun links i did earlier just to make u mad or aggravated(:@), were just what u deserved!
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i start feeling bad for tricking readers...then giggle and stop caring for good*)
Friday, October 24, 2008
A Safe Place No More
Hello all, I would just like to let u all know that "...Ellipses Anonymous..."(Moi...Me) is going to be taking a four second break from writing in this illustrious(*fans bow down*) blog...i know alot of u are going to miss the blog during this vacation...and im sorry(ha, right...) to disappoint all of u, but hey, we all gotta get away sometimes(im goin' down to Cabo with my wife and 6 kids(i have no wife and own no kids...u might have to read that more than once to see the terribleness of it...*alot of u read again...but to no avail...u read again...still nothin...u read ag...SHRIEK LOUDLY!* "OH MY GEEZUS!") : gary, michael, mrrkapants-sss(this child was what we call "unwanted"), johnny(we call him bravo), antigone(also hated child), and Bob(still unsure of gender)...we harvest love like its...something that is normally harvested)...so i will now head on down to Cabo with my family for my four seconds away from u and everybody...have fun while im gone(im glad u wont)...
...(1 second)...(2 seconds)...(3 seconds)...(FINAL SECOND)...
whew, im back everybody...GRRREAT(but i, in fact, did not meet Tony The Tiger while on vacay...sad stuff) VACATION, i must say...i thot about u guys every second(except the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th...and like 7/8 of the 1st one..."what a meany head")...and now that im back and completely refreshed, i will write in my blog once again...
so i went to the gas station yesterday(gas was like $2.13...yay for election time), particularly a Quik Trip(sorry "Slo Trip", i just couldn't handle your hot dog prices anymore)...and i noticed that like diamond-shaped sign on the lightpost there that says "Safe Place" on it...may sound like a rather uneventful story but i havent told u the part where 649(not to be confused with 648) African-American(politically correct statement) elves jump out from a moving vehicle(a Saturn) and start dancing to the great sounds of gas pumping and "Play That Funky Music" by Cherry(they did, in fact, have a very large boombox with fantastic sound quality..."thank u Bose") and then they all handed everybody a coupon to Sonic for one free small fry(cheapos) and then they moved on with their plan to infiltrate the local Price Chopper(all this stuff has been lies...just lettin' ya know...)...so lets pick it up from "may sound like a rather uneventful story but..."...may sound like a rather uneventful story but theres something very odd(actually oddical) about that "Safe Place" sign...yes that sign is there to tell a little child who is lost, that this particular Quik Trip("represent, yut yeah!!") is a "Safe Place" from the many bad guys/strangers that lurk in the depths of the horrid and UnSafe Woods Chapel Rd.(5 billion reported deaths last year...its a big road)...but what is weird and kinda funny is that the image on the "Safe Place" sign does not look safe at all...and does not look like what the sign makers were goin' for when they designed the sign(granted this might be a defect sign that they just gave to all the missouri-owned stations...its happened before and itll happen again...i think we all remember how the "No Sign Stealing" signs worked out...*reminiscing* so many lost lives)...the sign is supposed to look like an adult putting its arms around the child in a showing of safeness(of course)...but really it looks like a provoking of a forced game of peek-a-boo(legendary) just waiting to happen...which, referring back to my days as a younger lad, just aint cool(*4-year olds praise "Amen"*)...well thats just my opinion...but if your a lost yound lad and u like the idea of a forced game of peek-a-boo then check out the Quik Trip scene...but ill keep sticking with my usual, hitching a ride from somebody with a bloody axe and/or chainsaw(u guys just cant see the good in people)...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i go provoke a forced game of peek-a-boo...with YOUR 4-year old*) :D
...(1 second)...(2 seconds)...(3 seconds)...(FINAL SECOND)...
whew, im back everybody...GRRREAT(but i, in fact, did not meet Tony The Tiger while on vacay...sad stuff) VACATION, i must say...i thot about u guys every second(except the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th...and like 7/8 of the 1st one..."what a meany head")...and now that im back and completely refreshed, i will write in my blog once again...
so i went to the gas station yesterday(gas was like $2.13...yay for election time), particularly a Quik Trip(sorry "Slo Trip", i just couldn't handle your hot dog prices anymore)...and i noticed that like diamond-shaped sign on the lightpost there that says "Safe Place" on it...may sound like a rather uneventful story but i havent told u the part where 649(not to be confused with 648) African-American(politically correct statement) elves jump out from a moving vehicle(a Saturn) and start dancing to the great sounds of gas pumping and "Play That Funky Music" by Cherry(they did, in fact, have a very large boombox with fantastic sound quality..."thank u Bose") and then they all handed everybody a coupon to Sonic for one free small fry(cheapos) and then they moved on with their plan to infiltrate the local Price Chopper(all this stuff has been lies...just lettin' ya know...)...so lets pick it up from "may sound like a rather uneventful story but..."...may sound like a rather uneventful story but theres something very odd(actually oddical) about that "Safe Place" sign...yes that sign is there to tell a little child who is lost, that this particular Quik Trip("represent, yut yeah!!") is a "Safe Place" from the many bad guys/strangers that lurk in the depths of the horrid and UnSafe Woods Chapel Rd.(5 billion reported deaths last year...its a big road)...but what is weird and kinda funny is that the image on the "Safe Place" sign does not look safe at all...and does not look like what the sign makers were goin' for when they designed the sign(granted this might be a defect sign that they just gave to all the missouri-owned stations...its happened before and itll happen again...i think we all remember how the "No Sign Stealing" signs worked out...*reminiscing* so many lost lives)...the sign is supposed to look like an adult putting its arms around the child in a showing of safeness(of course)...but really it looks like a provoking of a forced game of peek-a-boo(legendary) just waiting to happen...which, referring back to my days as a younger lad, just aint cool(*4-year olds praise "Amen"*)...well thats just my opinion...but if your a lost yound lad and u like the idea of a forced game of peek-a-boo then check out the Quik Trip scene...but ill keep sticking with my usual, hitching a ride from somebody with a bloody axe and/or chainsaw(u guys just cant see the good in people)...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i go provoke a forced game of peek-a-boo...with YOUR 4-year old*) :D
Thursday, October 23, 2008
The Death of Many
Ba de ya, tell(speaketh the facts) me(Me...dont want there to be any confusion there) youll(contraction of "you" and "will" except with no apostrophe before the two l's) remember(i.e. not forgetting...)...ba de ya, dancin'(other forms: groovin', gettin' down, shakin' it(but definitely not breakin' it), waltzin' and tangoin' it, jumpin' around a fire...) in september(month after august and before october)...ba de ya, never(having no occurence) was a cloudy(white, gray, or possibly black, or even orange things in the sky usually bloking view of regular blue sky or the sun) day(in this case, refers to the times during a 24-hour period that the majority of people in the particular time zone would be "out and about"...or time when they are awake, to when they go to sleep or when the sun goes down)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(represent emphasis of louder, more entusiastic pronunciation of previous line/s)
well now that we got all that cleared up(opposite of down)...could any of u guess what song that was despite all the interrupting clarifications(assuming that u would easily know without interruptions)?
well if u didnt know(shame shame) then...follow these complicated instructions: alright, first, your gonna wanna go find this thing called a gun(six-shooter, preferably), get some bullets(preferably one), then go get two apple pies on the Mickey D's(not to be confused with the all-holy Captain D's) off the Dollar Menu, then your gonna wanna eat(consume, but dont worry about digesting) those apple pies, at the same time(as the last instruction) u need to enjoy them(multitasking at its finest), then your gonna wanna go to a somewhat secluded place(or right out in the open is perfectly fine), and your gonna wanna take that gun out and place that one bullet in the chamber("i sense a russian roulette occurence"), then spin the chamber quickly and lock an' load, then aim and fire the gun at your skull 6 times(u might not complete this step, but jeezus("oh no, religious reference...he must be a bible-crazed-religious-freak...oh, wait...he spelled "jesus" wrong...HES AN ATHEIST who hates everybody!!!"...my response: "have u been following these instructions? cuz u need to...") will still love u), then your gonna wanna(and listen closely on this one, cuz this is the tricky part)...die(u=X)...
so to all of u who didnt have to follow the instructions...welcome :)...would u like a chocolate chip cookie?(they're made with happiness and LOVE(not to be confused with hate)...and extra happiness(about two extra teaspoons)...and some heavenly chocolate chips, lemme tell ya)...u are welcome to read the rest of todays blog cuz youre a good(opposite of bad) person...
september by earth, wind, and fire...whew...fun song u know?("yeah")...
so u remember how i like totally butchered that song at the beginning?("yes i do")...well thats what it would be like if i had to explain everything to u like a pre-school(before kindergarten) teacher...*said like pre-school teacher(incredibly cheery)* "so how about all of u be good little(or big...or medium...we all cool) readers and never*wags finger back and forth* act like buttholes" :)
dont u just love that word?(referring to "buttholes") its so pure and distinct(it does refer directly to one specific place)...almost all of those pre-school through about 4th grade(*9 year old yells terrible curse word*) "cuss" words are fun, and great to use in everyday combat(just look at those Orbit Gum commercials...they settled the feud gracefully every time)...so please, by all means, when the virgin ears are around, always tell'em to hook up the "earmuffs"(possibly to the sweet sounds of september by E, W, & F...*wink-wink*..."earmuffs" on sale at Target for only $11.99..."WHAT A DEAL...ITS ALMOST A STEAL!"...corny? nah) before using any post-4th grade foul language, cuz u dont want your 4-year old talkin' like he wants to win the sailor of the year award(prestigious award handed out once annually on a particularly nice night in june)...again...so be sure to take advantage of the great sale at Target...and i hear that "swear patches"(like nicotine patches, except they regulate how much u swear, and slowly ween u off of cussing for good...cuz going cold turkey just wasnt workin' out) are on sale as well :D...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i start swearing heavily*) :D
well now that we got all that cleared up(opposite of down)...could any of u guess what song that was despite all the interrupting clarifications(assuming that u would easily know without interruptions)?
well if u didnt know(shame shame) then...follow these complicated instructions: alright, first, your gonna wanna go find this thing called a gun(six-shooter, preferably), get some bullets(preferably one), then go get two apple pies on the Mickey D's(not to be confused with the all-holy Captain D's) off the Dollar Menu, then your gonna wanna eat(consume, but dont worry about digesting) those apple pies, at the same time(as the last instruction) u need to enjoy them(multitasking at its finest), then your gonna wanna go to a somewhat secluded place(or right out in the open is perfectly fine), and your gonna wanna take that gun out and place that one bullet in the chamber("i sense a russian roulette occurence"), then spin the chamber quickly and lock an' load, then aim and fire the gun at your skull 6 times(u might not complete this step, but jeezus("oh no, religious reference...he must be a bible-crazed-religious-freak...oh, wait...he spelled "jesus" wrong...HES AN ATHEIST who hates everybody!!!"...my response: "have u been following these instructions? cuz u need to...") will still love u), then your gonna wanna(and listen closely on this one, cuz this is the tricky part)...die(u=X)...
so to all of u who didnt have to follow the instructions...welcome :)...would u like a chocolate chip cookie?(they're made with happiness and LOVE(not to be confused with hate)...and extra happiness(about two extra teaspoons)...and some heavenly chocolate chips, lemme tell ya)...u are welcome to read the rest of todays blog cuz youre a good(opposite of bad) person...
september by earth, wind, and fire...whew...fun song u know?("yeah")...
so u remember how i like totally butchered that song at the beginning?("yes i do")...well thats what it would be like if i had to explain everything to u like a pre-school(before kindergarten) teacher...*said like pre-school teacher(incredibly cheery)* "so how about all of u be good little(or big...or medium...we all cool) readers and never*wags finger back and forth* act like buttholes" :)
dont u just love that word?(referring to "buttholes") its so pure and distinct(it does refer directly to one specific place)...almost all of those pre-school through about 4th grade(*9 year old yells terrible curse word*) "cuss" words are fun, and great to use in everyday combat(just look at those Orbit Gum commercials...they settled the feud gracefully every time)...so please, by all means, when the virgin ears are around, always tell'em to hook up the "earmuffs"(possibly to the sweet sounds of september by E, W, & F...*wink-wink*..."earmuffs" on sale at Target for only $11.99..."WHAT A DEAL...ITS ALMOST A STEAL!"...corny? nah) before using any post-4th grade foul language, cuz u dont want your 4-year old talkin' like he wants to win the sailor of the year award(prestigious award handed out once annually on a particularly nice night in june)...again...so be sure to take advantage of the great sale at Target...and i hear that "swear patches"(like nicotine patches, except they regulate how much u swear, and slowly ween u off of cussing for good...cuz going cold turkey just wasnt workin' out) are on sale as well :D...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i start swearing heavily*) :D
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
@nything But Cl@ssy
Welcome back(this will be an early post for our readers in Moscow, Russia(not to be confused with Prussia), sorry for the inconvenience Moscowians...*reader in Bangkok feels left out and stops reading* *shakes head and sighs...extravagantly*) to the blog y'all("oh no, i sense a lil country influence"...my response:*shakes head*...that was really lame)...yesterday, me and my 4 other literary voices("count'em") were having a little(more like...a prodigious amount) bit of issues getting all of the last post all posted up for quite a while(cuz i saw your mother at the grocery store...and...lets just say things got out hand...and lets just say that Aisle 5 is TRASHED because of it)...but we soon got it all up there for your enjoyment("VICTORYYYY!!!!!") and possibly even for help on your incredible amount of homework(i heard that A TON of people got homework over the "Control" key in their Principles of Keyboarding 101 class...)...so be happy( :) )...
in the near past(or future for my readers from 2067..."they tell me they STILL dont have flying cars...WILL IT EVER END?!?!"), u may have seen an e-mail address that seemed a bit...ummmm...how to describe it...hmmm, well lets just say it wouldnt be the best e-mail address to put on a job application(for a somewhat decent place anyway)...nuff said...it probably kinda looked like this...i'll just give a made-up example("pssst, this is not going to be some random made-up example...this WILL be his real e-mail address!!"...my response: "come on guys, thats ridiculous...dont believe that hogwash")..."xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx@hotmail.com"(*spammer sends first of many many e-mails*)...yeah, just something like that, u know...well truth be told, no matter what "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" tells u, she(most likely he) is not, in fact, any of the following:(*clears throat*) xxx, sexy, baby, gurl, 6, 9, 6(2nd one), 9(2nd one), xxx(2nd one...this is getting annoying im sure), @, hot, mail, ., or com("she"'ll tell u over and over again that she is this, i assure u she will, but dont believe it...dont...believe it)...things "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" could easily be are: bored, your next door neighbor(from either side...), mailman(he knows all), your local telescope shop owner(who could also be your next door neighbor and/or your mailman also), your local congressman(but keep writing him letters about the city's infrastructure and the terrible condition of the roads...they will not be attended to because Ned(local congressman) here is too busy chatting with u or possibly your teenage son("my poor baby!!!???"...my response: "Yes...your poor baby"), but by all means keep sending those god-forsaken letters(they do sooooo much!!!)), you("but how can i be talking to myself as somebody else in a completely different place?!?!?!"...thats like fight club material), your teenage son("my poor baby!!!???"...my response: "Again...Yes...your poor baby"), your husband(wife: "hey honey..." husband: "yeah?" wife: "what are all these weird IM's on the computer screen?" husband: "i dont know what you're talking about darling..." wife: "who is "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx"?" *husband silently skips town*...), a random 47-year-old who's "just lookin' for a good time", or any combination of any of the previously named...including Dan Rather(*Dan Rather stops reading*..."he can read?"...o man...jokes about past 60 Minutes anchors always get me)...or Brad Paisley("So Much Cooler Online")...
soooo...now that YOU've been warned(Moscowians, you've been warned at an inconvenient time, i know...but warned nonetheless...hope your having fun today or my tomorrow), i expect u all to be on the lookout for "predators"(i.e. cheetah, lion, or any other "top-of-the-food-chain" animals...)...so dont come whining to me when "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" turns out to be _____(fill in blank by referring back to list previously stated)...cuz YOU("who me?"..."yes u"..."couldnt be"..."then who?"...my response: *clenches fist, makes angry(almost unhealthily angry) face* "ALL OF YOU!!!!!") HAVE BEEN WARNED(eloquently i might add)...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i log in as "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" and begin chatting with all of u...and your relatives*) :D
in the near past(or future for my readers from 2067..."they tell me they STILL dont have flying cars...WILL IT EVER END?!?!"), u may have seen an e-mail address that seemed a bit...ummmm...how to describe it...hmmm, well lets just say it wouldnt be the best e-mail address to put on a job application(for a somewhat decent place anyway)...nuff said...it probably kinda looked like this...i'll just give a made-up example("pssst, this is not going to be some random made-up example...this WILL be his real e-mail address!!"...my response: "come on guys, thats ridiculous...dont believe that hogwash")..."xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx@hotmail.com"(*spammer sends first of many many e-mails*)...yeah, just something like that, u know...well truth be told, no matter what "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" tells u, she(most likely he) is not, in fact, any of the following:(*clears throat*) xxx, sexy, baby, gurl, 6, 9, 6(2nd one), 9(2nd one), xxx(2nd one...this is getting annoying im sure), @, hot, mail, ., or com("she"'ll tell u over and over again that she is this, i assure u she will, but dont believe it...dont...believe it)...things "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" could easily be are: bored, your next door neighbor(from either side...), mailman(he knows all), your local telescope shop owner(who could also be your next door neighbor and/or your mailman also), your local congressman(but keep writing him letters about the city's infrastructure and the terrible condition of the roads...they will not be attended to because Ned(local congressman) here is too busy chatting with u or possibly your teenage son("my poor baby!!!???"...my response: "Yes...your poor baby"), but by all means keep sending those god-forsaken letters(they do sooooo much!!!)), you("but how can i be talking to myself as somebody else in a completely different place?!?!?!"...thats like fight club material), your teenage son("my poor baby!!!???"...my response: "Again...Yes...your poor baby"), your husband(wife: "hey honey..." husband: "yeah?" wife: "what are all these weird IM's on the computer screen?" husband: "i dont know what you're talking about darling..." wife: "who is "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx"?" *husband silently skips town*...), a random 47-year-old who's "just lookin' for a good time", or any combination of any of the previously named...including Dan Rather(*Dan Rather stops reading*..."he can read?"...o man...jokes about past 60 Minutes anchors always get me)...or Brad Paisley("So Much Cooler Online")...
soooo...now that YOU've been warned(Moscowians, you've been warned at an inconvenient time, i know...but warned nonetheless...hope your having fun today or my tomorrow), i expect u all to be on the lookout for "predators"(i.e. cheetah, lion, or any other "top-of-the-food-chain" animals...)...so dont come whining to me when "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" turns out to be _____(fill in blank by referring back to list previously stated)...cuz YOU("who me?"..."yes u"..."couldnt be"..."then who?"...my response: *clenches fist, makes angry(almost unhealthily angry) face* "ALL OF YOU!!!!!") HAVE BEEN WARNED(eloquently i might add)...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
(*i log in as "xxxsexybabygurl6969xxx" and begin chatting with all of u...and your relatives*) :D
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Out of Ctrl...an idea from the keyboard
Hello all, and welcome to day 2(or dos for all u spanish speakers...*light(practically inaudible) cheers from back*) of my(*fan of speaking in third-person stops reading*...) blog...which, due to proper marketing all across the world, has become universally known by billions(haha...o man...*sarcastic tears*)...yeah i think two people have viewed the blog other than myself(yet i continue to write to a, dare i say, general audience..."im just not a sellout i guess"*violently turns head(with almost a hope for whiplash) towards sellouts*), but thats all just speculation(of course)...sooo on with idea from the keyboard(he's a great guy. i could press his buttons all day and he'd never get pissed..."i smell a bad pun")
so i was looking at the keyboard yesterday and i looked towards the sluggish bottom-left("represent, yut yeah!!") portion of the board of keys, and i saw an old friend of mine...the "Control" key(*enemy of "Control" key stops reading*..."nobody likes u anyway 'insert' key")...u may know the "Control" key from such places as: the very bottom-left key on your keyboard and/or the other Ctrl key(partner in crime) located two doors down from the "Enter" key...u may remember some of Ctrl keys greatest performances such as: the great "Ctrl-Alt-Delete" Compromise of _____(insert the date and time of the last time one of your pages or programs had an issue), "Control" keys alliance with "Alt" will forever be remembered("Delete" key was soon forgotten...*"End" weeps in sorrow*)
but what i find oddical("oh no, not more weird word endings"...my response: "getment overing it") is that the so called "Control" key has virtually(and economically) no control over anything...which is actually pretty depressing( :( )...i mean, yeah its got the whole "Ctrl-Alt-Delete" trickery goin' on, but it only has like 1/3 of that fun("Delete" does most of the work...*"Ctrl" and "Alt" keys glare at me*), and other than that has no fun at all(and not even close to as much fun as the "Q" key is about to have...QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQqqqqqqqqqqqqQQQQQQQQQQQ)...i guess it might be better than sharing a key like the "+" and "=" or "_" and "-"(this doesn't go for the "$" because "4" is its whore), but at least those symbols can be used in text/typing/writing, unlike the Ctrl key...and sometimes "Control" doesnt get to have any fun at all because "Alt" and "Delete" are busy with other things on their agendas("Alt" is busy making the "File" on the top right of your browser's window light up...and "Delete" is...well...deleting i assume)...so yeah, no fun for u Mr.Control Key...and as if he thought "at least im still "Control" key"(direct quote from "Control" key himself)...i dont even pronounce his name as "Control"...because really all there is to him is "Ctrl"...which, when using proper english pronunciation methods and your best shot at pronouncing 4 straight consonants, is "sitrul"...Any questions?
*random member from "audience" raises hand and stands up in one pure, fluid motion*," yeah, i have one...does this mean that all of "Control" keys best efforts to make himself feel better about himself and all of his hopes and dreams(beating alcoholism and getting his "o's" and "n" back) are crushed?"
my response:"thats a great question from the man in the yellow shirt(i know it's green, im just messin' with him)...and the simple answer is...YES!..."
*all of "Control" keys best efforts to make himself feel better about himself and all of his hopes and dreams(beating alcoholism and getting his "o's" and "n" back) are crushed in one swift Q&A*
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
"End"...key
so i was looking at the keyboard yesterday and i looked towards the sluggish bottom-left("represent, yut yeah!!") portion of the board of keys, and i saw an old friend of mine...the "Control" key(*enemy of "Control" key stops reading*..."nobody likes u anyway 'insert' key")...u may know the "Control" key from such places as: the very bottom-left key on your keyboard and/or the other Ctrl key(partner in crime) located two doors down from the "Enter" key...u may remember some of Ctrl keys greatest performances such as: the great "Ctrl-Alt-Delete" Compromise of _____(insert the date and time of the last time one of your pages or programs had an issue), "Control" keys alliance with "Alt" will forever be remembered("Delete" key was soon forgotten...*"End" weeps in sorrow*)
*random member from "audience" raises hand and stands up in one pure, fluid motion*," yeah, i have one...does this mean that all of "Control" keys best efforts to make himself feel better about himself and all of his hopes and dreams(beating alcoholism and getting his "o's" and "n" back) are crushed?"
my response:"thats a great question from the man in the yellow shirt(i know it's green, im just messin' with him)...and the simple answer is...YES!..."
*all of "Control" keys best efforts to make himself feel better about himself and all of his hopes and dreams(beating alcoholism and getting his "o's" and "n" back) are crushed in one swift Q&A*
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own"-Me
"End"...key
Monday, October 20, 2008
Account Registration Ups & Downs
So today, i did have to register my account at Blogger(so i could type all these wonderfulistic things in blog form..."at your service"*said like a British butler*(which is always provocative as heck))...and creating these accounts is not the most, dare i say, wonderfulistic thing in the milky way(not anymore)...so a friend of mine(an african-american one...haha again with the politically correct terms...he's half-caucasian too :O)(this be him: http://this-abyss.blogspot.com/) referred me to Blogger to get my own blog set up(i had no idea what i was going to write about when i got it, i was much in awe(:O) of the possibilites), and i come to find that oh no, another account registration has creeped up on me("we meet again")...so i start doing it..."type in e-mail"-alright no problem..."RE-type e-mail(*as the instructions scoff at me*)"-o come on, seriously? *theatrical sigh*(those of u in the back of the audience, im sorry if u couldnt hear it...cuz it was mystifying)
so really i must RE-type my already perfectly fine, singular, once-typed(vigorously i might add) e-mail in the other box...and really i dont get the point of this...this...AnArChY(yes i did just do the whole cap-noncap writing scheme)...i mean why the re-type? im really just wondering(but once i figure it out it'll be too late...what do u mean by too late u may ask...you'll see...)...so that pissed me off(ish)...then create the username...eh, simple, not gonna complain about that(*silently complains*)...so then the all-holy password creatorama begins...i believe it says that the password "must be at least 8 characters long"(8 is my favorite number...just a quinky-dink though)...so im like "really...ok...so now i cant use my regular password for everything(almost everything anyway) which happens to be less than 8 characters in length(*stalker password software owner gets down to business*...)...no big deal though...i'll just use my other password..." so i use my other password and i watch as i type, the meter below that rates how good or "safe" the password is goes from "Too Short" to "Strong"(*stalker password software owner dude is foiled*) very quickly...a couple numbers go a long way(*stalker password software owner dude gets down to business again after the unveiling of the number hint*"tsk tsk man")...so i realized that, while the password rater was showing "too short"(finally meeting it's "too short" quota for the month..."thank god") i was much more depressed...but then it showed "strong"(my password can bench like 2000lbs...not kiddin') and i became heavily(kinda punny in a way) elated...and then i created the also all-holy...TITLE FOR MY BLOG(*caps lock key feels important*)...it was rather simple...i loooooove ellipses...so then it was just the adding of anonymous and i was done...but then! was the url creatorama...i didnt wanna go for the usual "name your url the same thing as your blog title rigamaroo"...so i went a different road(a highway, in fact) and i wanted to make it "alterworld.blogger.com/" but to no avail :(...it was already taken(by somebody who hasn't ever even posted in their blog...tsk tsk...must be friends with the stalker password software owner dude)...and yes i tried all the symbols like the "-" and stuff...still to no avail...so i landed on "one-of-none"(had to do the hyphens cuz the regular one was taken...they might also be apart of the "tsk tsk" friend group as mentioned previously) and i think it works...i like it...it's decent...and it has good meaning(*person who thought it had bad meaning stops reading*)...and then...little did i know, i had to verify my e-mail...which , for the sake of satire, was incredibly tedious(really it wasn't all too bad...just had to go to e-mail and click a link...*breaks sweat*...it was quite a workout actually)
soooo those are the ups and the downs of account registration...
they sure were wildtastic i know...*yawn* sarcasm...u have a great night now(*person reading during daytime gets time-confused*)...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own" -Me
(*i high-five stalker password software owner dude*) :D
so really i must RE-type my already perfectly fine, singular, once-typed(vigorously i might add) e-mail in the other box...and really i dont get the point of this...this...AnArChY(yes i did just do the whole cap-noncap writing scheme)...i mean why the re-type? im really just wondering(but once i figure it out it'll be too late...what do u mean by too late u may ask...you'll see...)...so that pissed me off(ish)...then create the username...eh, simple, not gonna complain about that(*silently complains*)...so then the all-holy password creatorama begins...i believe it says that the password "must be at least 8 characters long"(8 is my favorite number...just a quinky-dink though)...so im like "really...ok...so now i cant use my regular password for everything(almost everything anyway) which happens to be less than 8 characters in length(*stalker password software owner gets down to business*...)...no big deal though...i'll just use my other password..." so i use my other password and i watch as i type, the meter below that rates how good or "safe" the password is goes from "Too Short" to "Strong"(*stalker password software owner dude is foiled*) very quickly...a couple numbers go a long way(*stalker password software owner dude gets down to business again after the unveiling of the number hint*"tsk tsk man")...so i realized that, while the password rater was showing "too short"(finally meeting it's "too short" quota for the month..."thank god") i was much more depressed...but then it showed "strong"(my password can bench like 2000lbs...not kiddin') and i became heavily(kinda punny in a way) elated...and then i created the also all-holy...TITLE FOR MY BLOG(*caps lock key feels important*)...it was rather simple...i loooooove ellipses...so then it was just the adding of anonymous and i was done...but then! was the url creatorama...i didnt wanna go for the usual "name your url the same thing as your blog title rigamaroo"...so i went a different road(a highway, in fact) and i wanted to make it "alterworld.blogger.com/" but to no avail :(...it was already taken(by somebody who hasn't ever even posted in their blog...tsk tsk...must be friends with the stalker password software owner dude)...and yes i tried all the symbols like the "-" and stuff...still to no avail...so i landed on "one-of-none"(had to do the hyphens cuz the regular one was taken...they might also be apart of the "tsk tsk" friend group as mentioned previously) and i think it works...i like it...it's decent...and it has good meaning(*person who thought it had bad meaning stops reading*)...and then...little did i know, i had to verify my e-mail...which , for the sake of satire, was incredibly tedious(really it wasn't all too bad...just had to go to e-mail and click a link...*breaks sweat*...it was quite a workout actually)
soooo those are the ups and the downs of account registration...
they sure were wildtastic i know...*yawn* sarcasm...u have a great night now(*person reading during daytime gets time-confused*)...
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own" -Me
(*i high-five stalker password software owner dude*) :D
Introducementationalism of myself
hello, after struggling to get the friggin' BOLD setting to turn off for my introducementationalism(which is completely absurd considering all the word endings in it i.e. "ism" "tational" "ment" "horse" "duce"), i will now proceed.
(10 bucks says u checked the long word a second or possibly fifty-ninth time to see if it actually had "horse" in it)
anyways...let's get on with the introducementationalism of myself...im a teenager, if you're not familiar then i am between 13 and 19 years of age(or im like 47 and a half and am on AOL Chat or Instant Messenger talking to your young daughter...right...this...second)...
so u know im a teenager and yadda-yadda-yadda-yabba-dabba-doo(i smell a flintstones reference)...
as u can see i get off topic ALOT(and yes i am going to always spell "a lot" as "alot", so to all my readers that are english teachers...get used to it) i definitely have undiagnosed-ADHD...ya its like that appliance u have in ur house that u hardly ever use and its always in the friggin' way(some examples of this...well...look around your house...you'll find something) so its pretty tough stuff...but i fight through it, heroic-ly
ok so now you've seen that ive written many many things, yet u only know that im a teenager and that i have undiagnosed ADHD
ok so here's some quick facts, im a: male, caucasian(haha i love politically correct words, cuz everybody knows thats why we have them...to avoid lawsuits from stupid stiffs), around 6ft. tall, pant size is about 34"(but really just "skin inches" of course), i live in the USA("oh no, already getting all patriotic, he MUST be a conservative"...my response to that is "um, no i am actually a liberal...im sure i will have political posts in the future so brace yourselves...haha...*fade into straight face* actually i dont think ill put anything political in my posts, cuz im not retarded"), i get good grades in school(amazingly) yet i dont really pay attention too well(as u already know, i cant even pay attention to myself...ridiculous), i love sports especially baseball and football...i still play baseball and watch it(world series...starts soooon), i DO have a decent heap of friends(so now u know that im not writing in a blog just b/c nobody else will listen to me...i simply just love the idea of getting to write down random stuff, posting it is just a bonus), some close good friends, and luckily time to write all this, i love funny stuff(hey, who doesnt? *stiff stops reading*...teehee), ok i'll bite im 16.5 years of age, i drive a black 2004 Grand Prix...it is beautomous(yes its a particularly nice car...im very lucky to have it), im very hungry right now...some foods i like are: meat(especially of the red race :D), i like chicken alot too, and sweets, and pizza is great...i like junk too much...i cant stand salads(*salad lover stops reading*..."u weren't welcome anyway"), ooooooo annnnnnnnnd i alllllmost forgot...IM IN LOVE WITH ELLIPSES(...)(*underscore fanatic stops reading*..."i'll see you in the symbol championship")...so ya love ellipses a TON and i dont know why exactly, but im addicted...i mean...just look at them...their just so...friggin...sweet...slowly...u...begin...to...use...them...more...
and...then...u...just...get...way...t...o...o...
r...i...d...i...c...u...l...o...u...s...with them
so yeah...thats my introducementationalism of myself...you'll prolly find out more later
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own" -Me
(*U stop reading*)
(10 bucks says u checked the long word a second or possibly fifty-ninth time to see if it actually had "horse" in it)
anyways...let's get on with the introducementationalism of myself...im a teenager, if you're not familiar then i am between 13 and 19 years of age(or im like 47 and a half and am on AOL Chat or Instant Messenger talking to your young daughter...right...this...second)...
so u know im a teenager and yadda-yadda-yadda-yabba-dabba-doo(i smell a flintstones reference)...
as u can see i get off topic ALOT(and yes i am going to always spell "a lot" as "alot", so to all my readers that are english teachers...get used to it) i definitely have undiagnosed-ADHD...ya its like that appliance u have in ur house that u hardly ever use and its always in the friggin' way(some examples of this...well...look around your house...you'll find something) so its pretty tough stuff...but i fight through it, heroic-ly
ok so now you've seen that ive written many many things, yet u only know that im a teenager and that i have undiagnosed ADHD
ok so here's some quick facts, im a: male, caucasian(haha i love politically correct words, cuz everybody knows thats why we have them...to avoid lawsuits from stupid stiffs), around 6ft. tall, pant size is about 34"(but really just "skin inches" of course), i live in the USA("oh no, already getting all patriotic, he MUST be a conservative"...my response to that is "um, no i am actually a liberal...im sure i will have political posts in the future so brace yourselves...haha...*fade into straight face* actually i dont think ill put anything political in my posts, cuz im not retarded"), i get good grades in school(amazingly) yet i dont really pay attention too well(as u already know, i cant even pay attention to myself...ridiculous), i love sports especially baseball and football...i still play baseball and watch it(world series...starts soooon), i DO have a decent heap of friends(so now u know that im not writing in a blog just b/c nobody else will listen to me...i simply just love the idea of getting to write down random stuff, posting it is just a bonus), some close good friends, and luckily time to write all this, i love funny stuff(hey, who doesnt? *stiff stops reading*...teehee), ok i'll bite im 16.5 years of age, i drive a black 2004 Grand Prix...it is beautomous(yes its a particularly nice car...im very lucky to have it), im very hungry right now...some foods i like are: meat(especially of the red race :D), i like chicken alot too, and sweets, and pizza is great...i like junk too much...i cant stand salads(*salad lover stops reading*..."u weren't welcome anyway"), ooooooo annnnnnnnnd i alllllmost forgot...IM IN LOVE WITH ELLIPSES(...)(*underscore fanatic stops reading*..."i'll see you in the symbol championship")...so ya love ellipses a TON and i dont know why exactly, but im addicted...i mean...just look at them...their just so...friggin...sweet...slowly...u...begin...to...use...them...more...
and...then...u...just...get...way...t...o...o...
r...i...d...i...c...u...l...o...u...s...with them
so yeah...thats my introducementationalism of myself...you'll prolly find out more later
"i don't necessarily think "outside the box"...i just have loads of crazy fun times inside my own" -Me
(*U stop reading*)
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