boost mobile, dog.
oh shit, this is going to be one of those really random posts...i think.........
Jesus Christ Timmy! Do not float above me when i'm dying in the abbyss!
you know, this site kind of pisses me off.....i mean, when i had a myspace, their blogs were kick ass. they had like....the largest collection of smileys.....ever. i mean it; the best was the clam. it was an actual clam, only it was yellow i think...and at first, the shell was closed, and then it would open and you'd just see eyes, and then it would open some more and the clam would stick out it's tongue, and then it would close again. i named him clammy; and wrote a series of stories about him, but they were lost with my myspace. and then there was slammy; he was awesome as well. slammy was clammy's long lost pyromaniac twin brother; so named because he was red and looked rather angry, and every 2 seconds or so, a flame would shoot up in front of him, and then disappear again. slammy was also the antichrist, but we try to keep that on the down-low. yeah....so.....wait; why was i talking about this again? um.....oh right, crappy/non-existent smileys and their relation to this site; um......yeah, this site has shit for smileys.
er.....
does anyone have any idea what in the hell was going on in the wicker man? because i swear, those movies are just too deep for me.
oh crap; r kelly is trapped in the closet...............again.
(and there's a fire-arm weilding midget, who also, apparently, pees. in the closet. and all r kelly had to say to that was ((um, yeah, if i could just cut in here for a minute, i'm looking at the lyrics right now, and jesus, it's like the never ending story. um...anyhoo....who is bridget? who gives a shit whether or not she's allergic to cherries, and why in god's name is she screwing a midget?!)) (er, actually, apparently r kelly doesn't have anything to say to that...he just moved on to the next verse....so whatever. at this point in the story i am so flipping confused; the only thing i've gotten out of it so far, is that everyone is cheating, and when they go home, their wives and husbands are all cheating with everyone else's wives and husbands; that bridget is apparently allergic to cherries, though i still don't know who bridget is; and that there's a midget hiding in a cupboard, with a gun. and maybe i'm abnormal, but i somehow don't feel comfortable with the idea of a vertically-challenged man hiding in my cupboard...with a gun. while i'm having an allergic reaction to cherries. yea..........................wtf?)
boo creepy foot doctor!
yeah, so........what does everyone think of the pill commercial? it is seriously sending a subliminal message that pills are pretty, happy, and nice. and you therefore should buy quite a lot of them. hooray for walgreen's pharmacy (blast, i can't find any pictures.....)damn, it's awesome though! there's a whole world, made of pills! swing sets and butterflies and suns! it's so amazing! everytime i see it i have the desire to run to walgreen's pharmacy and rob them! they might not even know that there's a pill world living in their pharmacy....at least not one with swing sets..........
thousands of years ago, before sigourney weaver............
(r kelly was still trapped in a closet.)
hooray red stripe!
Shake- C'mon on dog....you're down with this! I mean....you're black!
Frylock- (stares at Shake.)
Shake- Well.....I mean you sound black........
Frylock- (continues staring.)
Shake- ........Where are you from?
-ATHF, 'Boost Mobile' ("where you at?")
i'm going off the rail on the crazy train......oh...wait..............there was a rail?
um...yeah, i'm tired....and since it's it's now 5 am....i think i'm gonna call it a day.
peace. x3(that's a heart.....made of an x.........don't mock me! ((no, you cannot still read parade!)))
-ali
Jesus Christ Timmy! Do not float above me when i'm dying in the abbyss!
you know, this site kind of pisses me off.....i mean, when i had a myspace, their blogs were kick ass. they had like....the largest collection of smileys.....ever. i mean it; the best was the clam. it was an actual clam, only it was yellow i think...and at first, the shell was closed, and then it would open and you'd just see eyes, and then it would open some more and the clam would stick out it's tongue, and then it would close again. i named him clammy; and wrote a series of stories about him, but they were lost with my myspace. and then there was slammy; he was awesome as well. slammy was clammy's long lost pyromaniac twin brother; so named because he was red and looked rather angry, and every 2 seconds or so, a flame would shoot up in front of him, and then disappear again. slammy was also the antichrist, but we try to keep that on the down-low. yeah....so.....wait; why was i talking about this again? um.....oh right, crappy/non-existent smileys and their relation to this site; um......yeah, this site has shit for smileys.
er.....
does anyone have any idea what in the hell was going on in the wicker man? because i swear, those movies are just too deep for me.
oh crap; r kelly is trapped in the closet...............again.
(and there's a fire-arm weilding midget, who also, apparently, pees. in the closet. and all r kelly had to say to that was ((um, yeah, if i could just cut in here for a minute, i'm looking at the lyrics right now, and jesus, it's like the never ending story. um...anyhoo....who is bridget? who gives a shit whether or not she's allergic to cherries, and why in god's name is she screwing a midget?!)) (er, actually, apparently r kelly doesn't have anything to say to that...he just moved on to the next verse....so whatever. at this point in the story i am so flipping confused; the only thing i've gotten out of it so far, is that everyone is cheating, and when they go home, their wives and husbands are all cheating with everyone else's wives and husbands; that bridget is apparently allergic to cherries, though i still don't know who bridget is; and that there's a midget hiding in a cupboard, with a gun. and maybe i'm abnormal, but i somehow don't feel comfortable with the idea of a vertically-challenged man hiding in my cupboard...with a gun. while i'm having an allergic reaction to cherries. yea..........................wtf?)
boo creepy foot doctor!
yeah, so........what does everyone think of the pill commercial? it is seriously sending a subliminal message that pills are pretty, happy, and nice. and you therefore should buy quite a lot of them. hooray for walgreen's pharmacy (blast, i can't find any pictures.....)damn, it's awesome though! there's a whole world, made of pills! swing sets and butterflies and suns! it's so amazing! everytime i see it i have the desire to run to walgreen's pharmacy and rob them! they might not even know that there's a pill world living in their pharmacy....at least not one with swing sets..........
thousands of years ago, before sigourney weaver............
(r kelly was still trapped in a closet.)
hooray red stripe!
Shake- C'mon on dog....you're down with this! I mean....you're black!
Frylock- (stares at Shake.)
Shake- Well.....I mean you sound black........
Frylock- (continues staring.)
Shake- ........Where are you from?
-ATHF, 'Boost Mobile' ("where you at?")
i'm going off the rail on the crazy train......oh...wait..............there was a rail?
um...yeah, i'm tired....and since it's it's now 5 am....i think i'm gonna call it a day.
peace. x3(that's a heart.....made of an x.........don't mock me! ((no, you cannot still read parade!)))
-ali
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