smurfy
Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.
Entry 51
It's like area 51 only LEGAL
How insane is that.
make sure to check back 6-17 times a day for more updates.
Mkay then
LETS START
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Smurfy woke up.
The clock of timing displayed to smurfy that it was 1 pm.
Being it wasn't 12, I was aggravated that I could have slept an extra 60 minutes.
How Screwy is that.
So I sneak into the so-called "Kitchen" and eat a wonderful meal
A meal of peanut butter crunch
Go Cap'n, Go.
Then I hopped into my Smurfmobile (A car, actually)
And wooshed it up to Grandmas house where she fed me again.
How awesome is that.
Thena fter moving a lawnmower around in certain odd patterns ancient civilaizations developed, I was able to mow the "grass"
Then I bid everyone farewell and jumped into the smurfmobil, lsitening to Learn to Fly by whatstheirface.
Once I returned home, I fed the dachsund, got the mail, moved the mower, Moved my feet, put a new license plate on the smurfmobile (GRVYSMURFY)
>D. personalized for extra hottness.
I'm now here, contemplating the word "Blog"
What the heck is up with that word, "Blog"
it's like, hey, BLOG, what are you? A pronoun? A messed up adjective? What?
And then BLOG is like: OMG WUT U R LYK sOoOoO TARDED lol.okay.so.today nuthin happing.o well lol.lol.lol.
The you sort of vomit, and click off of "Blog" In order to access "FREE VIAGRA FOR WOMEN" Links. I hate pop-up ad's.
Anyway.
Catch you on the other side of the blog (WHAT IS IT?) chill'uns.
Later.
~Smurfy
How insane is that.
make sure to check back 6-17 times a day for more updates.
Mkay then
LETS START
-----------------
Smurfy woke up.
The clock of timing displayed to smurfy that it was 1 pm.
Being it wasn't 12, I was aggravated that I could have slept an extra 60 minutes.
How Screwy is that.
So I sneak into the so-called "Kitchen" and eat a wonderful meal
A meal of peanut butter crunch
Go Cap'n, Go.
Then I hopped into my Smurfmobile (A car, actually)
And wooshed it up to Grandmas house where she fed me again.
How awesome is that.
Thena fter moving a lawnmower around in certain odd patterns ancient civilaizations developed, I was able to mow the "grass"
Then I bid everyone farewell and jumped into the smurfmobil, lsitening to Learn to Fly by whatstheirface.
Once I returned home, I fed the dachsund, got the mail, moved the mower, Moved my feet, put a new license plate on the smurfmobile (GRVYSMURFY)
>D. personalized for extra hottness.
I'm now here, contemplating the word "Blog"
What the heck is up with that word, "Blog"
it's like, hey, BLOG, what are you? A pronoun? A messed up adjective? What?
And then BLOG is like: OMG WUT U R LYK sOoOoO TARDED lol.okay.so.today nuthin happing.o well lol.lol.lol.
The you sort of vomit, and click off of "Blog" In order to access "FREE VIAGRA FOR WOMEN" Links. I hate pop-up ad's.
Anyway.
Catch you on the other side of the blog (WHAT IS IT?) chill'uns.
Later.
~Smurfy
Transmitting
Open Source
Communicate
- I found who I am supposed to love to pieces: Everyone.
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