All right so my cousin made one and I lost my old one and since I pride myself on stealing all of his good ideas I'm making one as well in the hopes of basking in his glory and stealing some of his viewers. *gaaaaaaasp*
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Oh fuck. Shit just got real. However, it is merely to upload this picture of Vanessa I was sent about 2 years ago. Now that it is saved to ...
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Saturday, 14 May 2011
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Tuesday, 10 May 2011
Me and My Bitch
My name is David, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are fat, retarded, no-lifes who spend every second of their day looking at stupid ass blogs. You are everything bad in the world. Honestly, have any of you ever gotten any pussy, or even dick if your a chick? I mean, I guess it's fun making fun of people because of your own insecurities, but you all take to a whole new level. This is even worse than jerking off to pictures on facebook.
Don't be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I'm pretty much perfect. I was captain of the football team, and starter on my basketball team. What sports do you play, other than "jack off to naked drawn Japanese people"? I also get straight A's, and have a banging hot girlfriend (She just blew me; Shit was SO cash). You are all faggots who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.
Titles are Difficult
For this post so it's more of a general howdy post. I'm a cowboy. Woop woop. I think I speak for this entire side of the planet when I say exams are coming up and I'm thrilled to be evaluated on what I've learned throughout the year. Mine start next thursday, as I just learned, and continue to the next thursday. I think. Also all of mine are at the end of the day so I don't get to go home early. Therefore I despise everybody who does. DON'T FUCKING CROSS ME I WILL RAPE ALL YOUR SHIT. I also found that I hate using exclamation marks. I just use caps lock (cruise control for cool).
As for last night I had two conversations involving couples fighting. One was with Jamie and I caps lock raped him and the other was an outside source with whom I yelled at for taking kids and spending all the money on rape whistles. Then we revealed we were dinosaurs and she was sleeping with Phil the milkman. It was fun... I think I have a problem, or atleast a couple of subconscious issues that keep cropping up.
I feel that I write these blogs really not good. I need to do more fun shit. Namely get bitches and play more calvinball. Thaaaaaaat outta cover it. Then I could write a blog about it. Yeah... Let's pretend I did that. My next blog is gonna be about that. When I can be fucked writing.
Also I'm getting my circulation back now so I can actually type with some semblance of speed. WOOP WOOP PURPLE HANDS WOOHOO I AM A LEGEEEEEEND.
Monday, 9 May 2011
Let's Play Catchup
Friday, 6 May 2011
3 Blogs in One Day?

Thursday, 5 May 2011
The Ballad of adewew Part Seven
The rust of the ships deck helped his feet to gain traction against the slick that covered the boat and njbhgu was able to make it back to the boat in one piece, not matter how bedraggled and full of internal bleeding it was. jnuhb finished his journey back by slumping against a crate and pulling a wet blanket over his head in an attempt to keep some of the rain off. It did very little but muted some of the constant tattoo the torrential downpour was drumming against the boat. In the muted cavern he had created jmnuh got a chance to think. What now? No civilisation had been visible in the time he could consciously remember. There was no way he could possibly set out into the desert and, since the boat carried supplies, it seemed best to continue downstream. Supplies. Why were there supplies, yet no people? Where was the crew and captain? There were plenty of blankets in this crate alone. Food had been plentiful, if the people aboard the ship were going to leave the boat and set off they would have at least stocked up on food.
juhi pushed his head out of the sodden blanket. He couldn't see past the tip of the boat but that was all he needed. It was a relatively small boat. The maximum crew required would be two, three people. Why so much food? A long trip? But the blankets. There was no need for an entire chest of blankets for only three people. No need. The matter could wait until tommorow, when he would continue his river journey and take stock of what he had. The constant rain and throbbing of his head eventually lulled him into a near comotose state and he drifted off into darkness.
What happens next is up to you...
Part one:http://at-of-a-wm.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew.html
Part two:http://reinforcenegativeaspects.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-two.html
Part three:http://cashthisshit.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-three.html
Part four:http://reinforcenegativeaspects.blogspot.com/2011/05/very-little-point.html
Part five:http://at-of-a-wm.blogspot.com/2011/05/ballad-of-adewew-part-five.html
Part six:http://cashthisshit.blogspot.com/2011/05/tale-of-adewew-part-six.html
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