March 25th, 2006

Ice King, Adventure Time

Bleeps and Other Crap

Ok, time to dwelve into the mailbox for a commonly asked question:

Why don't you do any $#$%%@# cussing or death threats?

The answer is simple. I don't do that in real life, and if I do, its usually caused by narcolepsy.

As for cussing, I can probably use every cuss word and phrase in the urban dictionary. I really could. My morals, however, cause me to refrain in that sort of talk. I reall hater being around it too. For example, if someone leaves an innappropriate comment on here, I can ask for it to be edited or deleted. Simple as that. I just can't tolerate that sort of stuff. The worse thing I say is crap, or friggin. I have my own set of phrases:

Holy monkey!
Stupid idiot
stupid
good grief
shoot
moron

I sometimes refer to certain someones as "prick", but I hardly use it because, the "prick" recently got transferred to Fair Grove, heh.

It is my personal belief that God does not like defiling of the tongue. Other people choose to do it, and its their choice. If it gets to be to much, I let them know and they usually respect that.

Ok, death threats. Yeah, why don't I slit my own friggin' wrist because my life is so $#$*%#$ terrible right now! I think I will!!!!

Yeah, saying junk like that really doesn't appeal to me. It is just a sign of immaturity in my opinion and is more of a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Now....

Let's kill Mr. Person because he gave us all F's for not folling the stupidist direction on homework.

Uh, no. People may bother me, but I don't condemn them to death, just Hell. Ok, so maybe I think, "That is not the sort of attitude a person in heaven would have, so there, he's going to Hell." I have done this, eh, roughly 3 times lately, but honestly, they are, for the stupid things they are doing right now.

Ok, I'm almost done ranting.

I was considering today of creating a second blog on here that states my thoughts, which would probably create many people to not like me, but I would do it under a different name and not mention a connection between the two. Like, maybe be fwfwfwe92 on myspace and putting my thesis on the internet for all to see. I decided not to though, and I won't do it on here either. Its just not me. I am more of an easy going guy. Sure, I snark on here a lot, but I'm usually satisfied with life.

Ok, I think that is it for the day. Have a good one folks, on this PG blog.

Conform! Drink Vault! NOT THE NEW BERRIES AND CRAP DR. PEPPER!

The Allengator
Signs

Lyrics: Welcone to Paradise

Welcome to Paradise
by Green Day

Dear mother, can you hear me whining
It's been three whole weeks
Since I left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone
Pay attention to the cracked streets
And broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
Pay attention to the cracked streets
And broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise

Dear mother, can you hear me laughing
It's been six whole months since
I have left your home
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go
Pay attention to the cracked streets
And broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home
Welcome to paradise
to paradise