I hate pictures. Well the formal sit-up-straight kind.

"I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?"
Finally a poem that made me laugh.

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I started work at Tim Horton's yesterday. Nobody was nice to me, nobody really trained me. But I am getting used to the tasks.

Very busy lately, too busy for me.

And lastly an interesting idea for those who read this garbage.
A Penis Shaped Pool

"There but with the grace of God, go I."

Those who came to DY's last (not last show ever) show and all who have come in our history, I thank you.

Tool truely puts on what a concert should be like

I guess playing hide and go seek with your friends can still be fun.

Daily Resolve:
quit being such a pussy, and start being a cocky jerk-off

"It's just the thought of you in love with someone else."

Hey* why don't you do something with your life, say maybe come to a Diluted Youth show. It would make your parents proud. It could even be this upcoming friday at the Wired Frog, at ,say, 8 o'clock. Expect the unexpected!!!!!!!!

"As soon as man stood upright; he took a look at the stars and found out they were groceries for a different kind of being. That friend, is when Jehovah was borne."

I spent the last day of my summer break at my cottage. The water was too cold to swim or do anything, so I rode the moped all day, after giving it a quick fix.

"If it wasn't for date-rape I'd never get laid ( Read more... )

"I have to admit it's getting better, it's getting better all the time ( Read more... )

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