Saturday, July 23, 2005

December 24th nine p.m. eastern standard time...

Friday, July 22, 2005

Wow.



I was just dicking around on flickr and I saw this awesome photo. I think I'll start posting more photos.

I didn't feel like writing a post today...

...so how about I offend people?

Kosher? I don't even know her!

How pray tell does one get swimmer's ear if THEY HAVEN'T GONE SWIMMING IN THREE WEEKS?!?! Damn my ears. They shall be punished with ear drops that look like milk.

I have some of the best friends ever. MEN came over and made me pasta. Of course, by made me pasta I mean I made us pasta. I'll write a post about that later. Then AGB came and brought me Code Red Mtn Dew. Good friends indeed.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Kitties cost lives.

Kitty!

Ladies and Gentlemen, besides being home with the flu and having nothing else to do, I present you with a pandemic sweeping America. It may or may not shock you to learn that cats are taking over our childrens minds. They even made a movie about it.

Cats and Dogs

Listen here, go-tard terrorists... go fuck yourself.

Oooh, I just blew some shit up and hurt people... I'm baaaad ass.

No, you're not, you're lazy. You are a waste of life and you should take your jihadi ass out to an Afghani land mine field and just get it over with right now. In case you couldn't tell, I have no respect for these muslim radicals, or their wanna-be terrorist copy cats. This does nothing more than anger my soul. We should not ever reward these violent assholes. I give the Brits mad support. This for two reasons.

1) Americans are pussies. September 11th happened four years ago. Get over it. They went to work and died, they're not heroes. They're victims. It was sad, but it's time to move on with your lives. People are emotionally distraught over some people they didn't know who died. As Americans we have become so acclimated to our rich lives that we have no real connections to sadness and horror. We do not see violence and death in our everyday lives, so the second something like this happens people have emotional break downs and need to see grief counselors.

2) The Brits are back to business already. Do you see people crying out in the street and asking God why? No, because they know that these terrorists are little pussy bitches, and they're not going to give them the satisfaction. That and Brits don't cry, how bad ass.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Just Because You're A Kennedy Doesn't Mean You Are Worthy of Our Time.

Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. needs a real job. He, like most rich Americans with a known name, has taken up a charitable cause. He has taken up Autism. I really support Autism research. I've worked with those kids before and it's a crazy disease. However, douche bag Kennedy has decided to waste our time by saying that vaccines has caused Autism in American youth. Well, I honestly do not believe that there is sufficient proof in the link between the mercury in vaccines and autism. There is too little known about autism. I also think that even if autism and vaccines were linked, the pros out weight the cons.

I've provided y'all with two links about autism. The first is from the BBC news network and the second is an article about the alleged connection.

1)BBC News Article
2)Autism & Mercury Poisoning Article

Rerating of GTA: SA or How Hilary Clinton Became A Twat Head

Fuck you ESRB.

So, there's a video game out called Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. This video game is a violent, bloody gang game. You can have sex with prostitutes in a car... and then kill them. Guess what! There's a secret part of the game where a girl gets naked and there are sex games. What a big fucking deal? You're shooting people to steal their money and sleeping with prostitutes, the next step is a tiny one, not a leap. This mini-game is not accessible through the game, you need a special modification to the game. I now refer all of you to a fabulous article on GTA:SA. Read that. Really. Hilary Clinton should concentrate on running for president and not being a twat face. She talks about how this interferes with parents being good parents. If you were a good parent you wouldn't be buying you 13 year old a game where you kill hookers and whatnot. But, maybe I'm on crack.

To infinity and beyond!

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Damn you Hilary Duff


My soul died tonight.

Ok, so, obviously she had a tooth job. Click on the link and look at her photo upclose. Her teeth look FUCKED up. Not only that, but she looks skinnier than Mary Kate Olsen.

Yes!

This is classic. Score!

Dumby is so smart.

"The truth.… It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution." —Albus Dumbledore

"Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself." —Albus Dumbledore

"Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth." —Albus Dumbledore

Farm boys are eloquent

"Hey sorry I signed off so quickly, the infection in my mouth was running down my throat and it made me vomit."

And speaking of vomit. So last night I hung out AGB at the local coffee shop, and a bunch of kids from our high school showed up to chill. It was really a blast and it was good to see all those people. So, after seeing about seven kids from high school I went home to go crash. I'm old, and 11:00 is past my bed time, however I end up talking to the girl online until about 1:00 am. Basically, we hashed out a bunch of stuff, and all is well. Nothing's going to happen. But, isn't that the way life is, I am at least content with a friendship. So, then after all of that jazz I rolled over and went to bed. This morning I woke up and threw up phlegm all over myself. It was a gross experience. I'll hopefully never have to relive it.

Monday, July 18, 2005

Genius...

So, tonight JB called me. So, Mr. B decided that he wanted to go to the Eminem concert in Denver. Somehow in his genius mind it escaped him to remind his mother he was going. So he just up and left for Denver. Wow, and for four days. I think he had his cell phone, but lets just say that Mr. B's mother is none too happy with him. However, she likes me enough to let me take him out for coffee.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Some people wait a lifetime...

I was lying on the couch thinking about Harry Potter. When I heard that stupid Kelly Clarkson song. But, then I realized something. I wasn't the only one who hated her, because the song wasn't sung by her. Fuck Kelly Clarkson in her stupid ass. She is the one who is the ball-licker!

Teehee.