cloudy day is one hot piece of ass....

OH MY FUCKING GOD! ITS FRIDAY! I FUCKING THOUGHT IT WAS THURSDAY!!!!!!

Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
I agree little man. I agree...

farewell, my little viking.

so i was reading weeklyplanet and i stumbled on the personals and this is what one of them said- white couple 50+, shes 5" 105lbs, sexy , blonge. seeking 1 clean, slim, circumcised, educated, preferably jewish, under 35 male for occasional satisfaction of wife. Must love giving her oral sex.

i finally did it! i wrote the lyrics for the three flaming crotchs!!!

the three flaming crotchs. oh were the three flaming crotchs. and we gunna take over the world. cause were the three flaming crotchs. bekah is a jew. bekah is my jew. bekah is my jew with a deviated septum. shes can not breath her nose so she talks real funny! cause were the three flaming crotchs! the three flaming crotchs! oh were the three flaming crotchs! and i shall help too. with my amazing guitar skills. as you see i can really wale. i dropped classes after only four! cause were the three flaming crotchs! the three flaming crotchs! oh were the three flaming crotchs! chrissy will use her intellagence. shes like 13 and shes taking 10th grade classes. what the fuck is up with that? ya i dont know either.-point to the left side of the room- DRUM SOLO! -crowd on left side beats on buckets- -point to right side of the room- GUITAR SOLO! - crowd on right side plays rubber band guitars- she has a computer virus called martha.exe and were gunna lunch it in the year 2013! so watch out for us on the news! there all gunna scream, run for your lifes! here come the, THREE FLAMING CROTCHS! OH THE THREE FLAMING CROTCHS! THEY'VE COME HERE TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD! now when i say 3 flaming you all say crotchs! 3 flaming *crotchs!* 3 flaming*crotchs!* oh were the 3 flaming *crotchs*..and we've come to take over the world.....

haha i just polished off a fruit drink and after i was done i was reading the bottle and it said enjoy by june 04...mmm i love that eerky feeling!

DarkHeart495 (11:38:41 PM): well, im gonna go, & heres hoping you'r dad dies from another smoking related thing.

Fuck you Randy. You know that is the fucking worst thing you can ever say to me.

aww! my babys:) Charlie and Sheela! and the newest addition Paulie:) ya you wish you were me!

SHEELA!<3

So i tell you what mister, i like you, alot, So you better hold onto your friggin potatoes cuz youre going for a ride Dr.Jones and you aint comin back! You know who you are sir!

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.

OW!
Seether is neither loose nor tight.
Seether is neither black nor white.
I try to keep her on a short leash.
I try to calm her down.
I try to ram her into the ground, yeah.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.
Seether is neither big nor small.
Seether is the center of it all.
I try to rock her in my cradle.
I try to knock her out.
I try to cram her back in my mouth, yeah.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.
Keep her down, boiling water.
Keep her down, what a lovely daughter.
Oh she is not born like other girls,
but I know how to conceive her.
Oh she may not look like other girls,
but she's a snarl tooth seether. Seether!
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
Can't fight the seether.
I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth.
Yeah

Im a kiwi and im retarded because i got no wings. All i can do is run *Skuttle, Skuttle*.

I wanna’ be a fucking prize winning drag queen
With the platform boots and the tombstone looks
I want the whole world to hate me
With the bolts in my neck and the gun in my dress
Tonight I’m the prettiest zombie alive
I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive
And I don’t care what it takes I’m gonna’ win the prize
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
Kill miss america
Kill miss america
Kill miss america, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want you to spit when you see me
And if you don’t I’m gonna’ spit on you
I love it when they hate me
And when I win I’m gonna’ rub it in
Tonight I’m the prettiest zombie alive
I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive
And I don’t care what it takes I’m gonna’ win the prize
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
Kill miss america
Kill miss america
Kill miss america
I got murder on my mind
Ten seconds ’til death tonight
Mamma’s little baby’s gonna’ die, die, die
I’ll cut her throat and take what’s mine
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
Kill miss america
Kill miss america
Kill miss america
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
I’m gonna’ kill miss america
America
Kill, kill, kill miss america

Haha yeah im a total dork.
I love randy.