"Really?" asked the chicken disbelievingly.
"YEAH! OMG! LOL! I THINK IT'S A TUNA!" said the chicken yet again in noob lanuage.
Been a while since I updated the journal, but Dalspots
finally finished making that clock I asked her to make a month and a half ago. I also went above the 300 pageview mark, and am nearing the 365 pageview mark, one for every day of the year.Anyhow, school is almost over for me. I've been getting all A's all semester, so even if I fail the finals, I still get an A. Thus, I'm busy relaxing and drinking coffee and staying up late. You see, I just got the net on my bedroom computer recently so everything is looking up. I am not, however, applying to a Yeshiva in Israel like I should be. Laziness strikes again I guess...






What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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"There's a fork in the road. Hmm.. which way should I go? East, west or south?" "You know what? give me that fork, I have nothing to eat with."
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Some annoying boy told me to change my signature. heres to him.
In other words....
You Kick Ass.
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"Is he not a superman?
Aryan Pure Superman!
Ja, We ist der supermen!
Super duper superman!"
Spike Jones, you devil, you!
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-Martez
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