Thursday, 23 August 2007
Hello world!!
first up.
face.
second up.
how are you readers?
as bored as possible, hah been there.
hopefully i got something interesting planned at the weekend, lets just see how all that fonizzle shit hits that can lid?
man i have no idea what i am typing anymore.
so why bother i hear you ask?
no idea... just do and I WILL TYPE!!
YES
I DID EAT THAT FUCKING DOUGH NUT AND I KNOW HOW THAT CAT GOT IN THE BIN! but i ain't telling.
anyway, as is a frog in a blender, lets rap this up.
a feeling of weirdness has enveloped this smidgen of a fucking existence, and now its time to fight back *grabs a beer*.
Raise a glass for the underdog, and pray for the safe return of that forgotten hero... what ever he was called, we shall dine in hell and mark that oven dish with the grease of a thousand lost dreams and cook the souls of all those that tried and fail'd hard.
this is our stand, our fight and it's gonna be my damn beer.
so, like a scrotum, here it is in a nut shell.
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You better start laying of that Eggnog Ben.
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