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Tuesday, April 19, 2005

3:21AM

My Dream Conversation:
(Setting: a zoo)

Me: Hey monkey.
Monkey: Hey Andrew.

Wednesday, April 6, 2005

3:02PM

R.I.P. PJP2! You were one helluva fucker.

Saturday, March 26, 2005

2:26AM - Terri Schiavo's March Madness Tourney

Alright, everyone puts in $10 and pick their desired date of her death. It's winner takes all and please specify a time of death for a tie-breaker. Good luck!!

Tuesday, March 1, 2005

2:56AM

Happy Birthday Jordan!

Sunday, February 13, 2005

5:57PM

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Friday, December 17, 2004

3:55AM - RUBBERNECK!

New Rubberneck for you all! It's so good that someone threw one back at me!

Monday, November 8, 2004

6:34PM



create your own visited country map
or write about it on the open travel guide

USA! USA! USA! Who needs the rest of the world when you already gots da best! We're showing the rest of the world how it's done! It's obvious that God's on our side and is pretty much working through Dubya! USA! USA! USA!

Monday, November 1, 2004

1:52AM - A Petition

If I can get 5,000 people to sign their name in the comments section, then we can all finally get K-PAX on Criterion Collection!

Wednesday, October 6, 2004

2:22AM - The Day "Comedy" Died

Well, the original King of "Comedy" Rodney Dangerfield finally passed away. It appears the possibility of a sequel to Ladybugs is becoming slimmer each day. Say "Hi" to Jonathan for me big guy.

"I can't get no resucsitation!" - R.D.

Thursday, September 30, 2004

6:10PM

I think it's been awhile since I've posted but I still don't have anything too exciting to share. This post's purpose is to inform all that I am still alive. I ate Chinese food today. I've probably eaten other kinds of food since my last post.

Current mood: nostalgic
Current music: The Black Keys - Have Love Will Travel

Wednesday, May 5, 2004

1:17AM - Randomness

"Have you seen my cock ring?"
"Uh, no."
"It's red and fits around my cock."
"Oh wait, here it is."
"Thanks."

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"That Betsy is a can-do man."
"Who the fuck is Betsy?"
"My mom."
"You're an orphan."
"Oh yea, you gonna eat that donut?"

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"How'd last night go?"
"Oh you know, candle light dinner, back rub, some 2 Live Crew, and let's just say I lost my V Card."

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And just when I was about to finally meet Kenan and Kel my alarm clock woke me up and it was time for my flu shot.

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"What animal most resembles your personality?"
"Well I'd have to say a koala bear, since I'm actually a koala bear."

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If you drink the teardrops of the Albino Spanish Toad you can speak Cantonese. Also, I'm drunk.

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Monday, May 3, 2004

1:48AM - Fhort Siction

Carl figured it was finally time to go to the barbershop. He took the next bus straight to the Hair Affair and walked in. He was welcomed and asked to sit down on the large barbershop chair.

"What'll it be?" the barber asked.

"Take it all off!" Carl replied.

The barber proceeded to turn on his clippers and just when he was about to cut into his scalp Carl exclaimed-

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! No, I meant your clothes."

1:44AM - Silly rabbit, trix are for kids.

Beatrix Kiddo (Black Mamba)





You're the Bride! Strong and determined, you can do anything once you set your mind to it. You long for vengeance and for a happy ending, and will do anything to achieve them.
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Kill Bill: Which Deadly Viper Assassin Are You? (Vol. II spoilers... results with pics)

Thursday, April 15, 2004

7:00PM - A Sad Day

It was three years ago today that my uncle killed himself by jumping off the Toys 'R Us.

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

12:50AM

Ever feel so out of place that you don't even know yourself?

Monday, April 5, 2004

9:26PM - A Love Seat With No Lovin'

Highlight of my day - Listening to Hey Ya! blare over the speakers at the Danville Big R Superstore with my Grandma shopping for mulch and fertilizer. I made the drive there today to help her with all her landscaping duties and I mowed the lawn, trimmed the hedges, spread mulch, fertilized the grass, and even picked up sticks. She did however bring me a Pepsi while I was mowing, and had I been on a commercial set I would've drank it shirtless and poured it into my mouth from two feet above me while the sun beat down on my face. It's nice to do yard work when you live in a lifeless apartment and have a sissy little zen garden.

Here was an exchange I had with a McDonalds employee at the drive thru:
Lady - "Here's your change, and can I use your cell phone?"
Me - "What?"
Lady - "Can I use your cell phone?"
Me - "Why?"
Lady - "Ah forget it, I was just testing your good will, and you failed."
Me - "What? You can use it if you want!"
Lady - "Sir, please pull forward."

Bonnie thinks I should get a tattoo. We decided on having "FUCK" on one set of fingers and "KIDS" on the other. I might have to put that one on hold for awhile. If I do get a tattoo I will fail in my quest to look like a famous celebrity...

That's right, I'm going to be on MTV's show "I Want a Famous Face" as they film me in my journey to look exactly like William Dafoe. It's hard work but in the end it will be completely worth it and with no regrets. My only possible regret is that too many women will flock to me.

Also I want to thank the group of misfits by Family Video for not mugging me while I walked from Melrose to the party on Saturday, cause if they had I would've been forced to throw my one and only rock at their faces.

It's almost someone's birfday...

I'm looking forward to the Lemp Mansion which is coming up this weekend. My proton pack is almost ready to bust some ghosts. It'll be more fun than late night Asian Jenga.

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

1:05AM - Don't rub your feces on the lamp shade...

Here's a quick recap on random happenings in my life...

-The bird that pooped on my chicken tenders that were on my porch returned today to attack my roommate. This "bird" as it turns out is a huge nasty pigeon. I threw a golf ball at it but it was wide right. The first shots have been fired...

-In a dream I had awhile ago I was murdered in a movie theater by a man dressed in all black who was later revealed to be named "Mooshy" Moore. I think I need help.

-Also, in another dream, I was approached by a shady character at a high school basketball game. He offered me a pile of stolen CDs for free and I gladly accepted. The CDs were Radiohead, 3 Sonic Youth ones, and an empty Blink 182 CD. I think I need help.

-Yesterday I was scalded by red hot deep fry grease while cooking my delicious french fries. Thank God it wasn't Nude Friday or Cook With Your Penis Wednesday.

-In the last week I've rented 22 CDs from the Urbana Public Library to burn for my own personal use. Let's see if the RIAA can catch me now. They'll probably start cracking down on the lonely lesbian librarians and stop them from lending to me.

-Also, I'm in the business of plastic surgery now and give people "famous faces" at discount. I only have a hammer and I only do Owen Wilson. You pay me money I hammer you nose.

Sunday, March 28, 2004

4:22PM - What's for dessert that be's my question.

I haven't posted in awhile and I figured after not going to bed til 7 AM the previous morning, now would be a good time to post. Last night/morning was a great time to say the least. Nothing beats laying on the floor in an empty house with a lone boombox playing Velvet Underground with a drink in my hand. I felt like I had accidentally dropped acid and not known it. Maybe it was that guy who put aspirin in my soda. Whatever it was I definately remember doing the "steamroller" and possibly getting laid although I'm not quite sure. As if that wasn't enough something (the aspirin) compelled me to give people the "airplane" with my legs. It was a dream come true to party with the Rizzo into the wee hours of the morning mixing Rage songs with Willy Wonka quotes. My neck also hurts from trying to recreate the Wonka sommersault and landing on my head. All in all it was a great time and I've decided I want to buy my own empty house.

"With sour cream..ha ha, haha"

Thursday, March 11, 2004

9:18PM - Guns Before Butter

Hi I'm Andrew. Here's a recap for the last week or so. First I want to give mad props to Jenna and Ted for a lovely birfday. I'd like to thank cheap vodka for the terrific following morning. I've recently acquired a sore throat and it's hard for me to talk or sing along to Lil' John songs. He's the next great American poet and soon we'll be asking "Jim Morrison who?"

My toilet handle flusher knob doo-dad broke. I have to manually flush by putting my hand in the cold water on the inside. While I do this I see behind the toilet and am further grossed out. I rented some CDs from the Champaign Free Library. I have new Hendrix songs I had never heard before and they rock my silk boxers off.

I've watched Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory four times in the past two days. I think this might be my favorite movie of all time. I also came to the conclusion that Grandpa Joe is the most despicable person in the history of the galaxy. He's a free loading, opportunistic, lazy phony. "Oh hey, I can't get out of bed for twenty years...what's that Charlie, you got a ticket?! Whoopee!! I can sing and dance all the fucking way around the room!" All this time poor Charlie has been working so Grandpa Joe can lay in bed and smoke tobacco. He's a bad egg.

Well that's all for now, I'm going to go make it five times in two days.

9:14PM - A Poem for Mike Teevee

This will be the second post in a row containing my (bad) poetry. I like to pretend it's good and people care to read it.

Plugged into the wall,
chained to the game,
it's incredibly lame, but
who's to blame?
For wasting your night
with bright fancy light.
Casting your vote
with a click of the remote.
Your mind is blind
to the lies and the cries
that concern us.

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