I, the godfather of this blog, am accepting a new leader, the balance of power shall be kept even (admin privelages for both people tend to do that) and we shall rule with an iron fist.
His name is Chronic and here is here to add to this blog, if you have a problem with him, you have a problem with me, if you have a problem with me, then you have a very dangerous problem indeed.
Enjoy his contributions, watch out for his sig and enjoy your day, or make sure your cat enjoys its day, either works really.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Hello I'm awesome....
Well I'm awesome but my name is....(dramatic WW2 music) Chronic... Da da daaaaaa. And I'm here to rid the world of evil and male menopause. Just kidding I'm here to post randomly like a madman breathing in dangerous unicycle fumes that are called user friendly. Enjoy my posts infidels!
Chronic
Chronic
Insanity: Is it a choice?
Welcome, welcome, to clinically insane. I trust that by the time I'm dead, at least two people will read this and possibly have used it against me to win a court case, so it's still worth typing (If one of you two happens to be the legal type).
I have begun this blog in order to just say a word here and there and because my hand-writing looks like what would happen if ink-covered spiders had a bar fight on the pages of an old diary.
First off: If you are actually taking the time to read this (not likely, but possible), then thank-you very much, You will receive four free foot massages from my next life self.
Second: Yes, I am indeed insane, just ask the cat (whose not bad at conversation, although I don't agree with my cat's political views).
Third: Life is short and no time should be wasted: If you can leave a legacy somewhere as opposed to just sleeping the spare time away, you've made some progress, even if all you have done is entertained an audience of 10 people a few times a week, you've done something with your time that would otherwise be wasted in an even worse manner.
And finally: If you have something to say, do comment, but please refrain from swearing to kingdom come, we have little asterisks **** for a reason.
I have begun this blog in order to just say a word here and there and because my hand-writing looks like what would happen if ink-covered spiders had a bar fight on the pages of an old diary.
First off: If you are actually taking the time to read this (not likely, but possible), then thank-you very much, You will receive four free foot massages from my next life self.
Second: Yes, I am indeed insane, just ask the cat (whose not bad at conversation, although I don't agree with my cat's political views).
Third: Life is short and no time should be wasted: If you can leave a legacy somewhere as opposed to just sleeping the spare time away, you've made some progress, even if all you have done is entertained an audience of 10 people a few times a week, you've done something with your time that would otherwise be wasted in an even worse manner.
And finally: If you have something to say, do comment, but please refrain from swearing to kingdom come, we have little asterisks **** for a reason.
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