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Staple guns - because duct tape can't make that "Ka-CHUNK" noise
- xkcd

Monday, February 28

Twice in one day is unusual, yes.

But something has come to my attention that cannot be ignored.

See the illustrious Magical Trevor.

I feel pretty bad for the guy. Like... that was a pretty good trick. Just cause his whip is made of leather, everyone's mad at him. Poor, poor Trevor.

If you enjoyed it, feel free to check out the second episode of Magical Trevor. Not as good as the first, but still has a catchy song.

Oh man, Trevor. Your song is ever so catchy.
So apparently my brother and his friends are all crazy.

Really now? How can you tell?

Uhhh.... just take a look at this.

Wow. That's pretty crazy.

Yeah. I'm pretty sure the only one here that's overly impressed is Heather, though.

Wednesday, February 23

So it's been, what, 9 days?

Yup. This place is dead.

That's sad.

You gonna do anything about it?

Hmmm.... I could tell you about my day of hell.

If that's the best you've got, then go ahead.

Well, this was last Sunday. It started out in the morning when I woke up. I did the usual (shower, eat, kick stuff) and got out my good pants and suit and such, as I had a concert to play at that day. Not having a tuxedo, however, I wanted to borrow the one at my school. Arriving at the school, not a car was in sight. However, one of the doors was slightly open. After stepping in and walking a short distance, I heard the sound no one wants to hear: DEEEDOOODEEEDOOODEEEDOOODEEEDOOO!!!!! The music room was locked, so I headed out to my car. Just as I had gotten settled and had some decent music on, the police showed up. Using my awesome ninja skills, I dodged all the bullets, did a few classy backflips, and took them all down. Just kidding - I didn't do any backflips. Anywho, I headed out to the Imperial where they had already started practicing. After practice, I had just enough time to go home to grab something to eat, then get back to play at 3:00. On the way back, however, someone decided at the last possible second that they needed a donut, so I had to swerve around them. This put my car into an unmistakable spinning frenzy of doom. I just happened to stop in a parallel park, in the left lane. Pretty classy if I may say so myself.

That was thoroughly hell-like.

Monday, February 14

My Lady is Sexy.

Really now? Moreso than me?

Yes.

Well, okay. You're right.

Exactly - in fact, she just won the "Damn Sexy" award.

I see - who gives that out?

Me. Look:



So it's official then?

Yes it is. In fact, she made me a cake for valentine's day. Look:



This is no run-of-the-mill cake, either. She made it. Not bought, not partially assembled - MADE. How sexy is that?

Pretty damn sexy. I bet most guys wish their girlfriend would do that for them.

I can only agree. You know she slaved for hours and hours to make that? She rocks. A great big props to m'lady and her sexiness. Now, avid reader (no, I don't remember what avid means, nor do I feel compelled to look it up), spread the word: MY LADY IS DAMN SEXY!!

Wednesday, February 9

Now, we all have ways of dealing with things when they break. Here's the best way to deal with them:





Thanks to EngPlanet.com for that one.

Sunday, February 6

Today, I'd like to have a good long, complicated discussion about politics.

Really?

No. Here's a song about how great penises are.




Penis Song (from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life)

Isn't it awfully nice to have a penis?
Isn't it frightfully good to have a dong?
It's swell to have a stiffy.
It's divine to own a dick,
From the tiniest little tadger
To the world's biggest prick.
So, three cheers for your Willy or John Thomas.
Hooray for your one-eyed trouser snake,
Your piece of pork, your wife's best friend,
Your Percy, or your cock.
You can wrap it up in ribbons.
You can slip it in your sock,
But don't take it out in public,
Or they will stick you in the dock,
And you won't come back.


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