there is a girl at moorpark college
that looks like a midget.
i don’t think she is,
but she looks like one.
you can see her stubby fingers from here.
how can she carry anything with such useless digits?
i don’t hate her,
i just don’t trust her.
and now
she just hit her knee on a chair
and i think she’s dead.
there is perhaps nothing quite as isolated in this world as a fat kid listening to an ipod.
i take that back. a hobo wearing a mcdonald’s bag on his head takes a close second.
Let me lay down the law of this:
1.) I will not use capital letters unless what I have to say is somewhat important.*
2.) Most of the time I will not say anything important. Act accordingly.
3.) There is a high chance that there will be no correlation between any two posts here. I don’t know yet, though. We’ll behead that king when we get to him.
4.) Updates will be sporadic, of this much I am sure. I may update 24 times in a single day in an attempt to be like Jack Bauer with a blog or I may update once every time the human race mutates into a new species.
5.) The N-Word is NOT allowed.
6.)
7.) i love medication commercials. they make me never want to watch TV again.
8.) is a good place to stop.
*This is because I believe that captial letters are simply there to exploit the lower-case letter proletariat. However, sometimes one must use the capital letters to properly mobilize the proletariat.
