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That's When Nobody Cared

Sun, 11 Dec 2011 23:53:45 +0000

So, does anyone know what happens when your average crazy guy gets all caught up doing all kinds of things in his real life and forgets to update his little, unimportant blog? This does. This long and drawn out post about little to nothing, just a bit of words intended to keep my loyal nonfans around. So here it goes, folks. Long, long ago, in a galaxy in your backyard, a race of tiny immigrants from another planet landed in your charbroiler. They slowly began to evolve, turning into little fiery hellions that live in your charbroiler. When the charbroiler gets lit, they help to cook your food, in exchange for feasting on the grease and drippings from what you are cooking. You see, these creatures form a symbiotic relationship with you and your charbroiler. But, lo, this means that they don't get food most of the time! How do they get fed? Simple enough. Have you ever gone outside to find your charbroiler hot when you didn't light it? Neither have I. I have no clue how they eat when you're not cooking. Good luck with finding that out. Now for my shoutout. Stay hot, little charbroiler men!

PS: At the time of writing this, I am of sane mind and unfortunately sound morals. This entire paragraph is completely and utterly pointless. If you keep reading this, I will begin to question why you're reading it. If you're angry with me for writing this paragraph, you should take a better look at yourself and think of why you bothered reading this paragraph. Did I force you to read it? Did I hold a gun to your head? No? Then you read this of your own free will, so don't be mad at me. Some of you may be getting a giggle out of this paragraph due to its utterly inane nature and ability to distract you. Even though you know this entire paragraph is pointless, you find yourself strangely compelled to keep reading. Why do you keep reading? Do you think I'll type something witty? Or are you just making sure I don't insult you in here? Or maybe it's something deeper. Like under the sea deeper. Or under the See, if you're Catholic. Maybe you feel compelled to read this as a part of a nature to see things through. Maybe you finish what you start. Or maybe you're just

So I heard I'm Disrespectful

Tue, 25 Oct 2011 14:56:37 +0000

So, yeah, I noticed something in the comments of my first post, and I'd just like to say: Lighten up, motherfmuckers. I'm not here to make anyone respect me, or make anyone like me. If I offend you, don't read my posts. If you like my posts, feel free to stick around and watch as I insult the living hell out of everything that can and will ever walk this awesome green hellball we call Earth. And as usual, Ima give a shoutout in this post. My shoutout goes to all the Albino chimpanzees in the world. STAY WHITE, CHIMPS!

EDIT: PS, I didn't typo that. I was being somewhat respectful of BYONDs nature in catering towards small children. Though, I highly doubt small children have the IQ to get on my page just to talk about how stupid or immature I am. Love you guys lots, only because I don't have to deal with ya! Smooches!

And So it begins...

Wed, 19 Oct 2011 18:29:11 +0000

Personally, I'm not much for blogging, but here I go. This is just kind of an intro to my mind, and if you're lucky, I'll keep on letting bits and pieces out. So yeah, first things first, I'd like to give a shout out to all the dead peeps. You guys been keepin' it real, and you died for doing what you love. I love you, bros.

Anyway, that's all I've got for today. Have a good day, and don't go dying on me. Or do, because it would just give me a better reason for a shoutout.