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Get off my lawn! (Formerly "Greetings, hello, and welcome!") Ordinarily this area is devoted to "a few words about me", but I am 25 (formerly 24) years old and I did not get this far by not telling people to get off my lawn (formerly "by telling people about myself"). Instead, you can go on an exciting voyage of non-self-discovery (unless you're myself - and I know I am!) by reading my posts. They date back to February of 2004 - that's more than a shit-ton (formerly three) years of quality!
I love blogging. I love this joint. And just as I predicted, this blog was ten gallons of fun in a one gallon jug. Then the jug split and burst, forcing me to find another one, and since I was unable to find a suitable replacement, I have a bunch of cups sitting around, full of fun. And one of the cups is full of scorpions! So if you decide to have a look around, watch your step.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I've heard in several places I visit (online, that is) that the theory of evolution is what leads to things like racism, genocide, eating puppies, and sadness; if only people would cast off such evil beliefs as the religion of Darwinism, it seems, everything would be made of cupcakes and sunshine. And that, technically speaking, would rule.
Obviously, as an unsaved unrepentant sinner evolutionist atheist puppy-eater, I refuted this because of my intense desire not to have to answer to god for my hedonistic promiscuity. But then I thought, hey, evolutionary theory was proposed in 1859; the KKK formed in 1865. Coincidence? I FIND IT STATISTICALLY UNLIKELY!
Also: how come discussion doesn't involve a discus? That too would rule.
Posted at 05:44 pm by Saladin
 | | | Saladin
February 26, 2009 11:19 PM PST
The big boss came to my job once. He had like five thousand hit points. After I beat him I discovered that the princess was in another castle. Stupid national corporations. | |
| | | Ariella
February 26, 2009 12:57 AM PST
Cupcakes are delicious.
Last week, the "big bosses" were coming into the restaurant where I work, and the manager was showing me pictures of how the restaurant is supposed to look. There were cupcakes in the photograph of the dessert bar. So I was like "WHAT?! We don't have cupcakes! Art, why don't we have cupcakes?" and he said, "Oh, we made some for today, let me show you!"
He led me to the salad bar, where there was a tray. Of muffins. With sprinkles baked into them. I'm serious.
I tried to explain to him that baking sprinkles into a muffin simply did not make it a cupcake, but he just didn't understand.
But I did eat like three muffins that day. | |
| | | Emily
February 25, 2009 08:25 PM PST
Fortunately, I'm not made of cupcakes, because I would be dead. Eaten by birds and myself. | |
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