Saturday, December 27, 2008
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The Other Day...
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True Life
Matt's Evil Plan
Tonight me and Barron and Jess and Matt are going to the New Deal. When Jess asked Matt what the plan was for tonight, this is what he wrote to her:First we get home after work and think of evil thoughts. Then we get in the car and drive as evil as possible till we get to the show. I’ll call Barron before we leave and leave him an evil message, so we can meet up before the evil show goes down. When we arrive we will dance in the most evil manner, letting all around us know that evil lurks. MUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
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ING has a handy calculator to let you know how long it will take you to become a millionare based on your age, assets, how much you can save every month, and interest return. These were my results:What will it take to become a millionaire?
Based on your inputs it appears that you will not become a millionaire in your lifetime.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
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Say Honest To God
Saturday, December 6, 2008
What Did I Do To Deserve This...
Girls Don't Fart (Except for this Morning When They Do)

I know everyone thinks I am sitting around looking pretty and farting rainbows and puppies but I don't think anything could be farther from the truth.I have historically terrible beer farts. These farts would cause whales to beach themselves if I was in the ocean. People would throw themselves out of an airplane if I was on the flight. I am pretty sure I could scare off a rapist if it came down to it (and don't think this scare tactic hasn't crossed my mind before).
So I am sure you can picture this scene this morning.
Last night I went over a friend's apartment for a bit, and came home to Barron and our delightful friend, Matt. Which all was well and good. Beers were consumed, conversations were had, Bisco was listened to.
This morning, Barron woke me up to inform me that he was going to breakfast with Josh, as he is apt to do. However, Matt usually leaves our apartment early when he stays over, as he has a wife and probably some other responsibilities unlike myself.
So Barron goes to breakfast, and assuming Matt has left as well, I proceed to let out any and all gaseous build up that has been stewing for the past 8 passed out hours.
Did I mention I have a terrible cold? Because not only were these normal beer farts, they were compounded by illness, which I think makes every thing coming out of your body smell 200 times worse.
So I am farting for like 30 seconds straight. And I think this happened about three times.
And then I walked out of my bedroom (which goes into the living room, in case anyone was worried that Matt didn't hear).
And there was Matt.
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