Come Sail Away, Come Sail Away, Come Sail Away with me!
Allllllrighty thennnnnn!!!!
Yo punks, punkettes and cobblers (yes, I'm talking to you... Mr. Cobbler!), the age of pizza madness is here! *leaps, bounds and cheers in excitedness*
As of the Friday before last (Saturday came last, and that damned Sunday won it again
), I am now an official member of the Domino's family (I'm the little boy that lives with his stepmother and her boyfriend after she killed the boy's father/her husband and milked his ten million dollar estate from the very teets of the mother that suckled the boy (the father inherited his fortune from the boys mother, who had previously been killed by the father). In other words, it was lesbian breast milking all round). I'm a happy little little boy indeed! First shift's this Friday... should be able to get someone to cover for me.
I'm also lined up for a spot of work experience at the Bushwackers. Bit-o-bottle-o here, bit-o-barwork there... should be good.
*Insert long-winded joke about lesbians here*
On the dark side (aka the Nerd side) I've been sought after for my brilliant tilemaking skill. The creators of Zelda Classic (well, not the same guys perse, but other guys that are affiliated with those guys) are making a small MMORPG (he he, an oxymoron only nerds will come to appreciate) and I've been asked to do some sprite work for it. Some dude called Dechipher (either he doesn't know it's spelt "decipher" or he's got a lisp) saw my totally awesome, wicked, jungle-is-massive tile work posted at ye olde PureZC and said "Yes! Yes! Bring me this genious and a slice of cheese, post haste!" (to whom he was speaking to, I don't know). So yeah, I'm now on the development team drawing little 16x16 pixel men/women that will be controlled by a keyboard or some other input peripheral to do bouts of digital questing in cyberspace! Oh yes, I can hear the flapping of labia coming towards me as I speak... or type, rather.
Oh Oh! I saw words-on-the-screen-as-typed-by-Kally again last Friday (wow, lot's of "Friday"'s in this post)! I was very excited, hadn't seen words-on-the-screen-as-typed-by-Kally in ages! She's back at school, doing her bit for society... more than likely as hot as ever, despite the fact it's winter there... what a great kid, can't wait to see words-on-the-screen-as-typed-by-Kally again soon.
And so concludes the past events of the author of the Wickety-Whack Rubber Glove Feel Good Blog of the New Millenium, the awesomest, most gung-ho blog this side of 2000... I also had Christmas as the cousins, but that's irrelevant.
Cheerio!
Today's post was brought to you by the words: Lesbian, and of.
Yo punks, punkettes and cobblers (yes, I'm talking to you... Mr. Cobbler!), the age of pizza madness is here! *leaps, bounds and cheers in excitedness*
As of the Friday before last (Saturday came last, and that damned Sunday won it again
), I am now an official member of the Domino's family (I'm the little boy that lives with his stepmother and her boyfriend after she killed the boy's father/her husband and milked his ten million dollar estate from the very teets of the mother that suckled the boy (the father inherited his fortune from the boys mother, who had previously been killed by the father). In other words, it was lesbian breast milking all round). I'm a happy little little boy indeed! First shift's this Friday... should be able to get someone to cover for me.I'm also lined up for a spot of work experience at the Bushwackers. Bit-o-bottle-o here, bit-o-barwork there... should be good.
*Insert long-winded joke about lesbians here*
On the dark side (aka the Nerd side) I've been sought after for my brilliant tilemaking skill. The creators of Zelda Classic (well, not the same guys perse, but other guys that are affiliated with those guys) are making a small MMORPG (he he, an oxymoron only nerds will come to appreciate) and I've been asked to do some sprite work for it. Some dude called Dechipher (either he doesn't know it's spelt "decipher" or he's got a lisp) saw my totally awesome, wicked, jungle-is-massive tile work posted at ye olde PureZC and said "Yes! Yes! Bring me this genious and a slice of cheese, post haste!" (to whom he was speaking to, I don't know). So yeah, I'm now on the development team drawing little 16x16 pixel men/women that will be controlled by a keyboard or some other input peripheral to do bouts of digital questing in cyberspace! Oh yes, I can hear the flapping of labia coming towards me as I speak... or type, rather.
Oh Oh! I saw words-on-the-screen-as-typed-by-Kally again last Friday (wow, lot's of "Friday"'s in this post)! I was very excited, hadn't seen words-on-the-screen-as-typed-by-Kally in ages! She's back at school, doing her bit for society... more than likely as hot as ever, despite the fact it's winter there... what a great kid, can't wait to see words-on-the-screen-as-typed-by-Kally again soon.
And so concludes the past events of the author of the Wickety-Whack Rubber Glove Feel Good Blog of the New Millenium, the awesomest, most gung-ho blog this side of 2000... I also had Christmas as the cousins, but that's irrelevant.
Cheerio!
Today's post was brought to you by the words: Lesbian, and of.
