I guess i should make another blog that actually isn't just a bunch of crap.

 Life Since Last Blog:
Stuff happened, **** Happened, Stuff Went Down, Weird and Depressing News Came, No More PS3, School Very Boring ( One more Year to Go! Happy About That!)

 Update to my Departure:
Estimated Time of my leave: I have no freaking idea!
Reason: Stuff Happened, Unexpected Stuff Happened and Still Happening

Stupid Story Using Smilies:
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She Gotta Smile yeah, She gotta smile
and she's flashing it right at me.
she gotta wink, a wink across the bar
and i know that it's meant to be.
she gotta walko oh, she walking over
and i know it could be my day.
she gotta... friend
ooh, she's gotta friend why is she standing in her way.
(it's a big fat friend)
oh god there's always one.
(big fat friend)
to spoil my **** fun.

now baby baby baby,
if it's boots you wankt to knock
leave your chubbly friend at home
because she's going to block the cock.
now i'm afraid of no man with any I contend
but i can not compete
with your big fat friend.

so big fat friend


ah, we meet again
you won't leave her alone
you roll your eyes
make sarcastic comments
while you're sucking on that chicken bone.
but that's okay
you think you wanna battle but i tend to disagree
see i know you and your achilles heel
and he's standing next to me
my non-discriminating friend.
so what that you're a cow
(non-discriminating friend)
i'll nail you anyhow

i know that he's no looker
and he's had a couple rounds
but with every shot of yager
hey you lose a couple pounds

now baby baby baby bring the evening to an end
just you and me and my pal
and your big fat friend.

brought to you by John1918

...that was so pointless

Lad, it's your duty to find ye a lass
With child-bearing hips and a pink, supple ass
And make her your wife and love her with love so true
Now some rivers run high, some rivers run low
When her river runs red, then she's starting her flow
And it's called menstruation, and here's what it means to you

You will notice her bloomers are spotty at first
Stand back her ovarian dam's gonna burst
Son, don't be afraid, it's a natural thing
Just wad up some cotton and hand her some string
Put the old linens on top of the bed
Get out of the house and go down to the old pub instead

She'll retain her water, her breasts will be tender
Say something nice and you're sure to offend her
Get out of the house and go down to the old pub instead
And she'll want to make love if you do, you're a fool
you'll only end up with a bloody O'Tool
Get out of the house down to the old pub instead

And she'll want you to sample the fruit of her loins
But son, it'll taste like some old rusty coins
So turn off the light, and take off your hat
And drop to your knees, say a prayer to Saint Pat
Then he'll give you the strength to get out of the bed
And for Ireland's sake, go down to the old pub instead

Now the pub is the place where the lads are a-meetin'
When the moon's full and the gals are a-bleedin'
The Catholic, the Protestant, even the pagan
The pub is the place when your lady is raggin'
So drink of your pint, boys, and thank your shamrocks
That as menfolk we don't have to bleed from our cocks
And that we can escape from the lady in red
And get out of the house and go down to the old pub instead

more pointless...

Hush little girl
Sweet baby don't cry
Tonight
Daddy is here and he'll sing you a soft lullaby
Tonight
Why can't it all be like it was before?
How can I explain why mommy's not here anymore?
Cause daddy likes porno and ten dollar whores
Daddy gets wasted and robs liquor stores
Daddy likes rubbing against little boys on the bus
I think that's why mommy left us
Mommy left us

Hush little girl
There is no reason to fret
Tonight
Don't mind the smoke
Daddy just wants to forget


Tonight
Soon it will all be like it was before
Any minute she will walk through that front door
But daddy plays poker and drinks lots of beer
Then he wants sex that involves mommy's rear
Daddy has sores on his naughty parts oozing with puss
I think that's why your mommy left us

Please don't cry
I swear I'll try
To be here by your side
Right after daddy gets home from the bar
Visits his bookie
And steals a new car
He'll drive to the strip club
And if daddy plays his cards right
He'll bring home your new mommy tonight