12.21.2004

Family Guy

Okay I recently rediscovered a show called Family Guy. It's a cartoon, but then again so is The Simpsons. It is ridiculously funny.

First off, we have talking dog with a smart-ass attitude that reminds me of that guy that used to do Weekend Update. What's his name? Anyway. [OH, Norm Macdonald: a smart ass, but he has dimples and those eyes that make me want to do deliciously naughty things to him. But I digress.]

Then we have another smartass, a baby with a snobby accent, that wants nothing more than to off his mother, and goes around plotting ways to do so. He could have his own show.

Then there's the others.

But seriously, folks. It's funny. And it's got a pretty nifty cast.
It's got 'Scotty, Don't' in it. Scotty don't. Oh no, Scotty don't. SHH! Zippit. Silence. Shh.com.net.org

Just wanted to share the joy. I laugh out loud at least twice every time I watch it, and I'm picky about my comedy.

Is anyone else completely sick of Christmas music already? I'm about to give up leaving the apartment. I'm bombarded every time I step foot into any retail institution. I mean, honestly. We're not all that fucking jolly. Well, unless we're watching Family Guy.

12.18.2004

Aaaa ha ha haaaa

(click title) AAh haaaah (inhale) aaaah HAAAA hahh

12.15.2004

anyways

Yeah, that irritates the piss out of me. *laughs*
DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
ha ha haaahahahaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
grrrr it annoys me for reals.
anyways, i hate it when ppl add an s to anyway and never capitalize. periods at the end of sentences is a stretch - surely they can't be expected to capitalize, too. that'd just be cruel.

you like, can't expect much from ppl these dayz or whatever, for reelz dawg. that'd requre like thinking or some shit.

I run across blogs like that every once in a while and just pass right on by. It's like you have to wade through the bullshit to get to the tiny scraps of content.

What are high schools putting out into the world, anyway? Slut-whores with pants that show their ass-crack and morons with pants like tents that drive around the crappy piece-o-shit cars daddy bought them. Where have all the real people gone?

Think I'll go listen to 311 now.

Like, I'm outie.

12.09.2004

It's about time.

It's time for a new list. PET fucking PEEVES. Do I say 'fuck' too much? Well anyway.

I hate it when people say "grrrrr." I mean, how lame? Seriously. "Grrrr?" Give me a break. It's like Crayola Does Anger. Does anyone have any suggestions for those that might be reading? Anything but grrrrrr.

WHEN PEOPLE TYPE IN ALL CAPS like their mad, but REALLY JUST STOOOPID.

People who are like this guy.

People who use eight million exclamation points!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

People who don't know how to copy and paste, and so "forward" every fucking "Fwd: fwd: FORWARD" they get until it's unreadable garbage. Then they want me to think it's funny. Um, no.

Oh, and people who end every..... single..... sentence.... like.... this........

But anyway. So why did everyone stop taking my polls? ------>
People stopped voting. I guess they're tired of voting. Hmm. What other polls should I post? Anyone have any ideas? I keep thinking of stuff, but then it seems lame. Like "coke or pepsi?" Stuff like that. Anything? ... Anyone? Hello?

( i think i'm alone in the universe ) ( ( ( e c h o ) ) )

12.01.2004

blooble skeelarkenstein

I'm writing to say I'm too tired to write. But since I'm here, what do you think of my poll? Should I ask a less... personal question? I'm feenking of putting like... ten bajillion polls all down the side just to ask a bunch of interesting questions. It's anonymous, so it's not like people have to censor themselves here.

Well anyway. I'm exhausted. 20th century Art is whooping my ass right now.

And my GODDAMN FUCKING NEIGHBORS decided that a TEN HOUR SEXFEST was in order, and decided to CHASE EACH OTHER AROUND GIGGLING AND SHAKING THE LIGHT FIXTURES last night. One extreme or the other, right?
so yeah, thanks for that.
Makes me wonder what cosmically delicious thing I could do to repay their favor.
While I'm thinking on that, I'll just go slather some Preparation-H on my eye sacks. Wheres my GODDAMN FUCKING COFFEE.

humph.