Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.

Well. After an absence it's good to see people ahve still been coming everyday. Makes a man proud to be a groovy blogger. BLOGGGGGGGGG.

That word just never gets old, I swear.

Well, let's get started shall we.

SCHOOLS OUT

EXAMS OVER
SMURFY ROXORED THEM

I got a b in algebra.

ME! A B!

IN ALGEBRA!

That is in SANEEEEE

Like people who instead of saying macaroni say "MAC"

Which bugs me for some reason.

Idiot people.

I found this cool magent that said

I HATE EVERYONE!
(picture of a guy in a suit smiling)

I thought it fit me well. I may purchase it at a later date.

But doing that would require me going to the mall.

MALL.

UGH.

MALL.

The mall. The place where humanity ends and possibly evil stores and zombies arise.

Which makes me skip that topic completely to move onto zombie movies.

When one is givien the opprutunity to say, watch zombie movies.

One must accept.

But when one is given the chance to go to say, a party, where, by chance, a fellow by the name of CARL I-SUCK-AT-LIVING-MANNER is attending, you certainly best not attend, for he is, for lack of better words, REALLY FRIGGIN RETARDED.

let's replay this scene in order to make you understand his retardedness.

::fade into cool wavy sequence::

(Smurfy is filming David, who went abso-freakin-lutely insane and began making alot of odd noises and acting out epiosdes of beavis and butthead. No lie)

HAHAHA. LOOK. HAHAHA. HE SAID BUNGHOLE. HAHAHAHA. LOOK.

(Suddenly, Some great pain enters smurfy's leg)

OW! CURSES! CURSE THE WATERS! WHAT HATE HIT SMURFY LEG! OW!

Carl I-Suck-Manner: Dude I don't like people who use video-cameras.

(Kicks smurfy again)

(Smurfy limps off yelling about how gay carl is)

::end wavy echo sequence:::

UGH.
CARL.

And what a lame name

MANNER...

hahaha..

manner...

HAHA.....


Anywho...ah...


This is the safest place to be...or..did I already post on this. I can't remember.

My opprutunity to get a job at the beach may have just diminished due to the fact my relatives are going on vacationt hemselves, preventing any prolonged visits by smurfy himself.

Also, typos suck.

And now, after ranting a weeks worth of unposted blogs (BLOG! HAHAHAHAHA) which turned out to be only two days worht of stuff half of which I had already posted,

Smurfy bids thee,

farewell.

"Therefore young one's love lies not in their heart, but in their eyes"