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POST 23: RUN!
I want to set a cookie. I want to eat a cookie. I want to be a cookie. I have done two out of those three. COOKIE!
Anywhom, time to rant now. I ordered a leopard cleaning kit three weeks ago and it still hasn't arrived. What is it with the postal service these days? How hard is it to send a simple leopard cleaning kit? Hell, my portable elephant polishing brush didn't take this long. Stab them!
On that note, does anyone here like food?
Sadly, I have been reviewed. Here are some scraps of people's reviews:
--...it's mindless pap. Kate H
--I wouldn't touch that... with a ten foot pole. Isaac Y
--CJ Curry is the worst blogger in the history of blogging. Go home, CJ. Fred T
--I'm not going to eat that. Leonard B
Would those who still wish to review me please send me your review in the normal way: write it down in 500 words or less, pull down your trousers, wipe your arse with it, and throw it in the garbage. I will receive it in ten days' time.
And now.
EF
AYKEW
I shall show you all the most frequently axed questions.
HOW DARE YOU WRITE A BLOG?: I dare.
WHEN WILL YOU WRITE A BLOG?: When I can.
WHERE DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: In my room.
WHAT DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: Um, what?
WHO DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: OK, shut up now.
WHICH DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: Enough! No more!
WHY DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: I like fucking with people's minds.
It is now nearly 7PM. 7PM is normally a number, followed by two letters. And I like to quote time as being four numbers, a colon, and a letter. Or even better, drop the letter. But I like letters. They make me feel special. REAL special. Hee!
One more ef ay kew. Why do you write "Hee!" occasionally?: It's just what I do.
I know. I know. A blog is supposed to be about expressing your inner thoughts., or talking about your day. But I can't. Complain if you want, but I think talking about your day is as bad as humping a walrus. Nobody cares about your day. Except people who stalk FML.
Now. As I say: run.
Credits (listed in order of appearance)
HOW DARE YOU WRITE A BLOG?: I dare.
WHEN WILL YOU WRITE A BLOG?: When I can.
WHERE DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: In my room.
WHAT DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: Um, what?
WHO DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: OK, shut up now.
WHICH DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: Enough! No more!
WHY DO YOU WRITE A BLOG?: I like fucking with people's minds.
It is now nearly 7PM. 7PM is normally a number, followed by two letters. And I like to quote time as being four numbers, a colon, and a letter. Or even better, drop the letter. But I like letters. They make me feel special. REAL special. Hee!
One more ef ay kew. Why do you write "Hee!" occasionally?: It's just what I do.
I know. I know. A blog is supposed to be about expressing your inner thoughts., or talking about your day. But I can't. Complain if you want, but I think talking about your day is as bad as humping a walrus. Nobody cares about your day. Except people who stalk FML.
Now. As I say: run.
Credits (listed in order of appearance)
CJ Curry Bugs Bunny
The Blog Cory Doctorow
CJ's Computer Paris Hilton
Red Garbage Bin Microsoft Windows
Green Garbage Bin Microsoft Windows
Yellow Garbage Bin Microsoft Windows
Blue Garbage Bin Microsoft Windows
CJ's Attitude This Guy
Pictures deviantART
Music Les Paul
CJ's Drugs Provided By Rita & Lin, The Hyper Twins
Special Thanks Compact Discs
Producer Him Over There
on the other hand, i might have a summer job this year...
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