Do You Know A Ginger?: so saterday, i spelt that wrong...oh well...I'm too lazy to correct it

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To be a thinker is to think like a thinker which would mean I am not a thinker because I don't think like a thinker who thinks because you must think if you're a thinker who thinks. Therefore I am not a thinker.

If I were a man who saw a saw and sawed into the object being sawed then the saw would saw the object being sawed which is being sawed and would be sawed into two sawed halves. Therefore the sawed halves have never been sawed.

When I was a man a man withought care I cared because a man who doesn't care cares, so I write. A caring man is a man who writes a man to death because the death of the man was brought on by the man who cares but who plotted the death? Only the uncaring man which makes not sense.......so who killed the man?

-Jesse Roland Allan

Monday, May 17, 2010

so saterday, i spelt that wrong...oh well...I'm too lazy to correct it

sfhsdfhsdfhsdfh Yeah...I'm soooooooo tired....I need to sleep like right away....LIKE NOWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But, on Saturday I gave Carla, who I met for the first time xD, her guitar!! I SWEAR! I've never seen someone speechless!!!! BUT SHE WAS!! It was great!! Made me really happy!! I got to meet all of her awesome friends and had the best day I've had in 2010!!!!! Yes...I was pooped but it was really awesome!!! I haven't chilled like that in a long time : ) mmmm.... Carla...i'm going to eat your Beef Patty P : she looks so nomnom!!!! I'd LIKE TO THANK EVERYONE FOR MAKING MY DAY AWESOME! HOLY shit! finally your sister and I got to chill xDD lasdjglasdjglasdkgjaldj cool day and I beat danny in arm whestling >: D ...after he beat me xD hahah and then lots of happy times and I'm sleepy so yeah! BYE sdgasdfgadfhagfhadf

Goodnight.

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One More Hour: Susan! Shut Up!

Susan: It didn't quite look that way. It looked like you were going to rip his face in two. You remember what my mother use to say about tempers. They're no good for you, they'll cause you stress and...those terrible things. (sighs) Mother knew a great deal about stress. I remember the time she lost my father's finely pressed slacks. (Giggles) He got himself into quite the fit. They both did. Oh! That reminds me of a story, the one where I got “The Zit”. Oh my, it was dreadfully hideous. My mother tried to get me out of the house all day but I wouldn't budge. Then she told me that it was stress. “It does terrible things to you,” she said. (astonished) You know, that is exactly what she said! -Anyhow, I was so concerned about the way I looked-oh! (Sympathetically) You must be wondering why I was so concerned.
(sighs dreamily) Tom Henchstone, (George stares at her open jawed in disbelief as he shakes his head) you must remember him. What, I guess you don't. Anyhow, I was deeply in love with him, I longed for him, almost as dreamily as the men long for me- but, as I was saying I was so stressed that “The Zit” just appeared, mysteriously out of nowhere, just like that. “It does terrible things to you” my mother said. (giggles). (Sighs) Anyways, “the Zit” got so big it-

George: Susan.

Susan: Yes? (George Simply stares at her. Susan becomes astonished) I'm giving you valuable advice and you think it fine to suddenly cut me off in the middle of a-

George: Susan.

Susan: George!

George: Susan!

Susan: George!

George: Susan! Shut up!

One More Hour: Pathetic

Susan: George Ferdmann! How dare you speak-

George: SUSAN! Do women like you ever shut the hell up!?!

Susan: (Gasps. Very quietly) I thought your mother would have taught at least some respect-

George: My mother is probably the one that is on her knees begging my father for his money as we speak.

Susan: What horrible rubbish that comes out of your mouth. She is doing no such thing. She is probably dinning with the finest of neighbors at this very moment.

George: So you mean to say that the neighbors invited her over?

Susan: Yes, I think I do. You know as well as I do that she is very well liked by others.

George: You know that is not what I mean even in the slightest. She is a leech! That woman you call my mother always sent me to the neighbors for dinner-WHY?! She would have rather died then waste a cent of my fathers money and her “precious” time doing anything worthwhile for me! Her son! My mother is the epitome of a women without pride or dignity. Her soul is vile. Sorry, let me rephrase my conclusion. ALL women are vile!

Susan: (Tearing slightly) Then what am I?

(short silence)

George: Pathetic.

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Monday, May 17, 2010

so saterday, i spelt that wrong...oh well...I'm too lazy to correct it

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