i warn you now, these storys may be offence to people, so shut the fuck up about it, u dont have to read it, and if u bitch about it i'll be like Sean Kennedy(Aka the fucking man) and "hit you in the face with a shovel"
Story 1.
Remember this story is not true, the facts stated, names used, and other BS you read, is my fucking story!!!
todays tail is of that time i went to buy milk and had a rather.... bad turn out.
so it was a Monday morning the sun was in the sky, birds were chirping, and i needed food, i was in the mood for bland-O's when i saw that the normal coat for the bland-O's (milk) was no longer alive.
i had to act fast or all man kind would forever be the slave to me not having my bland-O's.
i geared up for my difficult travels across the land, and when it came time for me to step outside i felt a small gust of wind creep down my neck.
it was the evil ***** queen (my sister), she demanded something of me, but i told her in the nicest way i could " go F**K urself u B***H!"
and my trip across the lands was underway, about 3 mins into my quest i was at the store.... i dont live far from it...
i walked inside only to find, they had milk, i had many a toga party in that store. i took some milk walked up to the lord at the money thingy, and gave him some new $ bills i just so happened to have.
he gave me back some gp.
i headed home dark into the night, in hopes i may find my way thru the terrors of the world.
my story comes to an end soon so keep reading.
it was now 6am, i kicked open my door (not knowing i had my key)
ran inside flipped on the light opened my milk turned around to where i left my glory filled bland-O's and dumped the milk into the bowl and was happy..... until... i saw something that caught the edge of my eye.
there was a ninja standing there, i quickly thru the milk at him and we Began a ninja sword fight to the death.about 12 DBZ eps later..... it was clear who won, and now i eat my bland-O's with honor.....out of his cold dead ninja face.
Story 2.
Remember this story is not true, the facts stated, names used, and other BS you read, is my fucking story!!!
"its dark out"
*sighs....
alright, so where to begin this rather unhappy filling moments of time?
so here i was, bored, alone and wishing for something or someone to kick in my door and give me anything, if not everything to do.
when the smell of something burning, could it be toast? or could it all be in my head as the blacked night screamed across the feilds looking like a dark room with one ...upset looking man standing in blood...
"i dont understand"- myself.
"well u dont need too, its all about the self state of mind u seek when reading this"- other person not to be named....
"but what if i felt the need to...have a story that i could say and make some slight sense from?" - myself
"well who ever said the lines would be hard to say?"- other...
"... um... ok?" -myself.
so anyway i walked outside, and this is after i had left random named person over there, and my feelings for what he said to me were as put down in my book...."omfg that guys nuts!"
i didnt really have much of a story as i was still a bit under my meds power from the last time i was... out of it.
once more, keep looking around for the purple ducks, and always remember that people dont have hats made of soup.
Story 3.
Remember this story is not true, the facts stated, names used, and other BS you read, is my fucking story!!!
ok so my story of the week has to do with my latest lack of health.
alright so the other day i was out, and now im not quite sure what this has to do with anything but then again who knows anything anymore about such things not ment for all else but the other ones unknown from the little factors....
never the less, the story should go on, so now then.
let me turn on my music and i'll be with u in just a second or 12.
ok so im back let me cut right to the point, a few months back i had a coffee maker which as we all know coffee kicks ass!
Fin....
or so i would say if that were the end? oh but it was not as i had never known the true meaning of the sentence "footed on the bottom of the aliens", now im sure it had to do with sex, but who was i to say what it ment, so in finish my story by saying....
"eat red meat or fuji will be mad at u"
Story 4.
Remember this story is not true, the facts stated, names used, and other BS you read, is my fucking story!!!
*yawns* at last some fucking quite, ok so here we go, time to boot up the old 65mb of ram and get this show on the netwaves.
so where was that shoe at? oh yes, now i remember, so there i was, about 30 miles out from the russian border, just me, jake, and tekkyls.
so we are backpacking along the line of russa, ok we thought we were, i mean were 30 miles out so we realyl arnt right along the border, but come on there is oh.. mountatins in the fucking way!!!!
so jake calls up for a stop, which i totaly agreed with, and we sat set up camp, we cooked up some food, yum :)
so tekkyls over there was saying to jake how he felt the new system for children under the age of 10 being in jail would work, i was listening in and had nothing to say, jake made a rather neat point about the system, he said, " well, what about their free time? shouldnt that count as nap time or soemthing?"
now i dont know what you point on this topic is, but mine was as said " ...tekkyls your fucked in the head..."
"im going to bed u faggots"
and i sure did.....
thank you for reading my mass amount of crap, This is the Kodak saying " keep it real and listen to RantRadio"
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