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:o Seems like a good idea. Anyone have any blogs they want to post links to here? Or just copy and paste your blog here for all to read?
 
Why did you put an embarrassed smilie at the start of your post?
 
enterthemadness said:
In case this thread didn't take off.
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Seems you did the right thing then.:up:


:yay:
 
I don't think you want to know what's in my head.
 
i need to update mine more, i usually use it to talk about my latest art and other s**t
 
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&friendID=96041343&MyToken=d84b0aab-56a9-4272-bdd0-f6972a0e23dbML

An extract -

Hot damn, it's been years since Heinz seduced me into buying their ****ty products. But alas, seduced I was, and found myself muncing down on a bowl of Shaghetti hoops. The nostalgia of these delightful meals is seeping in, as is the unwash-outable tomato sauce is on my new shirt.

So, today was the film trip. It sucked ****, the end. No, I'm kidding, you know I love to talk. Type. Whatever. Had to get the train from Hazel Grove because Offerton doesn't have, nor need one. Pfft, half of Offertonites (I'm not sure of the correct term for the community of Offerton, Offertonites sounds pretty ****in' sweet to me) don't know how to read, let alone calculate a train journey. (That wasn't funny, I know, but I couldn't think of anything to compare a Train with. I just kept coming up with.. "Tram." It sucked, hence me not writing it. Hey, this is like one of those "I almost called you an idiot then, but didn't." kinda situations isn't it?) Notice how the fact I'm writing for a non-grammatical format means I can open (brackets and close them whenever I) feel like? Irri(tating) yet? Damn I'm awesome.)

Where was I? Oh yes, I'd just began my story when I remembered how awesome I was. So anyway, I got the train, and this guy came and sat down with me and I seriously had no idea who he was. He was talking as if he knew me, I can only guess he's another silent reader of this blog, who noticed my celebrityish and easy-going nature, mustering the courage to come and speak with me about how wonderfully great I am. That, or he's in my Film Studies class. I'm still going with the first one.

So I parted ways with my homo-erotic friend, and set sail for.. well, the bottom of the street really. Uhh.. it's a really long street? It was pretty Epic, trust me. I could only barely see the bottom of it. Thats like, what, a 1/6th of a mile?! So epic I had to stop and refuel at the local Watering Hole. Uhh.. Subway. It was a while since I'd been in, and I didn't really want to eat there (It's really started to suck lately) but I hadn't ate breakfast, so I needed the energy. But it was nuts. It was the first Subway I'd had in about a year, in which not every single bit of it fell out the other side, concluding the first bite I took. I actually got through the whole sandwiche. AND THE WHOLE FILLING !!

I'm chalking it up to the Super-MarioBros-Fast lady who did it so quick I didn't see anything. It was like "Whoosh. Wallet please." Don't get me wrong, the place is still over-priced and the Staff are ****in' deaf, every time I've been. Oh, on a sidenote, Idiots, (Maybe you're an Offertonite) Subway isn't exactly healthy for you. They never say that on the ads. They say, and listen carefully, "Healthier than Fast Food." That's like saying "You're amongst the worst Bands I've ever heard, but at least you're not The Ataris !" I pity da' foo' who dun't undastand' no advertz, I do, I do, I pity da' foo'.

Went to the flick, it was semi-alright, not as cool as Iceman. It ran pretty slow, and was heavy at parts, like Peter Kay. Damn, I hate that prick. (See earlier blog.) Wow, look at that, I'm already establishing continualilty. Talked to the Critic afterwards, that was ****in' sweet. We just *****ed about movies for abit, then me and Luke went DVD shopping, and found our teacher in one of the stores. He was looking at the World Cinema section. Why you ask? Because he's Asian. It's in his racial contract to like films from India. Read up on this stuff.

So, I finnally, finally, went and got some ****in' comics. It was awesome. All DC. All Batman. All Homosexual. Oh, wait-scratch that last part. I wannna write comiccc booookkkksssss. It's not fair. Oh, not that any of you will get this, but thanks to Wagner, Dini and Morrison. You guys are keeping the dream alive.

So, not really current, it was a few days ago, but it was funny all the same, so I figured you guys would probably want to hear it. I'm like a monkey with a clasp, I clap for your amusement. English task was to create a new phone, called "The G-Pad." Yeah, no, I didn't title it. Figures. So, all the other people were taking it really, ridicliously seriously, so me, being.. me, decided.. not too. It went alittle like this -

"The G-Pad, coming to a store near you. Alright, now, my phone has everything all of their phones have (This included all sorts, GPS, Finger-print ID, blah blah blah, boring ****) plus, many, different features. With a simple flick of the wrist, the screen lifts to reveal.. a microwave! Unconvinced it's useful? Let me give you an example. You enter McDonalds-No idea why you would, it sucks, but, whatever-so you go in McDonalds, and you order some McNuggets. But these McNuggets aren't McCooked Propperly. Oh come on, I had to make a McJoke about all the McGimmicks. You don't want to go back and ask them to to reheat it-unless of course, you're a fan of McSeamon flavourings, which, if you are, I really don't think this is the place for you-so you throw it in your phone, and whalah. 20 minutes later and you're good to go! I love microwaves. Still unconvinced? Alright, we'll keep going. I'm a fan of the current layout, with the examples and things, so we'll stick with them. Imagine you're walking down the street right, when suddenly, the Dark Lord of the Sith jumps out and chanlenges you to a duel ! What would you do if you had someone else's phone?"

(Someone stands up - "Call the police.")

"Yeah, no one like's a smartass. That's right, you sit back down. No, the correct answer is: you'd **** your pants and hope your death is quick and painless. But with my phone.. Oh yeah, thats right, it doubles as a Lightsaber hilt! Yeah, so you hop right up and use your Jedi skills and own that *****, and save the day, then kiss the hot girl you later find out is your sister. Was that example too extreme? A little, yeah? Alright, alright, we'll tone it down. What if you lose your house keys? What do you do?"

("Call a locksmith.")

"You're an *******, you know that? Yeah yeah, I guess you could call a Locksmith. But where's the excitment in that? Well, with this baby, you just fire it up and go Episode 1 on that door's ass. Burn a door right into the door. That'd be cool. Let's just think for a minute how cool that'd be. That'd be cool right? Yeah? Right."

("Wouldn't you need a new door?")

"I'm sure you'll get a new door down the line. Now, people have been saying for years, that mobilty is an issue. Too much congestion on the roads, that sorta thing. Well, The G-Pad, aswell as being the greatest creation of man, is also.. a life saver. Think I'm exgaerating? Oh no. On each corner of the G-Pad, it has drop-down wheels. See where I'm going with this one, yeah, you do(?) keep listening. So, when traffics bad, you put your little phone down, and hop inside. PEDDLE TO WORK ! THAT'S RIGHT FOLKS, THE G-PAD, IS ALSO, A G-CART ! The smallest automobile ever created by man! I'm impressed with myself, over that one. Other features? A self destruct mode. Say, someone robs you. I mean, let's say they're stronger in the Force than you are and overpowered your Lightsaber, for, ya'know, arguements sake-because no way could anyone beat me- so just.. let 'em take it. Let 'em stuff it in his pocket and try and hide your laughter. No need to involve the police. Watch them run a few feet down the street. This is justice. Take out your detonator, and click the red button. You'll hear the fainst cries of a scream.. then just.. just.. take a glance into the air.. as a detacted flaccid penis flies over your head. Thank you, you've been a great. Buy the G-Pad now !"
 
^That's not an excerpt... that's the whole thing ;)

I feel I do enough typing here on the Hype w/o starting a blog. Besides I used to have a blog when I was 16... I put a bunch of stuff on there I shouldn't have and got into some deep sh_t.
 
What excellent timing for this thread! I recently posted my first blog the other day, which I had fancied happening for an elongated time. Other blogs will be produced as I have occasion to. Also, feel free to PM me if you have any scientific or complicated ideas or concepts you would like to explain in a blog, and I will put forth my best effort to generate them.

My first blog, albeit a simple one, can be found here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsxHtr-Emas
 
Buttman said:
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&friendID=96041343&MyToken=d84b0aab-56a9-4272-bdd0-f6972a0e23dbML

An extract -

Hot damn, it's been years since Heinz seduced me into buying their ****ty products. But alas, seduced I was, and found myself muncing down on a bowl of Shaghetti hoops. The nostalgia of these delightful meals is seeping in, as is the unwash-outable tomato sauce is on my new shirt.

So, today was the film trip. It sucked ****, the end. No, I'm kidding, you know I love to talk. Type. Whatever. Had to get the train from Hazel Grove because Offerton doesn't have, nor need one. Pfft, half of Offertonites (I'm not sure of the correct term for the community of Offerton, Offertonites sounds pretty ****in' sweet to me) don't know how to read, let alone calculate a train journey. (That wasn't funny, I know, but I couldn't think of anything to compare a Train with. I just kept coming up with.. "Tram." It sucked, hence me not writing it. Hey, this is like one of those "I almost called you an idiot then, but didn't." kinda situations isn't it?) Notice how the fact I'm writing for a non-grammatical format means I can open (brackets and close them whenever I) feel like? Irri(tating) yet? Damn I'm awesome.)

Where was I? Oh yes, I'd just began my story when I remembered how awesome I was. So anyway, I got the train, and this guy came and sat down with me and I seriously had no idea who he was. He was talking as if he knew me, I can only guess he's another silent reader of this blog, who noticed my celebrityish and easy-going nature, mustering the courage to come and speak with me about how wonderfully great I am. That, or he's in my Film Studies class. I'm still going with the first one.

So I parted ways with my homo-erotic friend, and set sail for.. well, the bottom of the street really. Uhh.. it's a really long street? It was pretty Epic, trust me. I could only barely see the bottom of it. Thats like, what, a 1/6th of a mile?! So epic I had to stop and refuel at the local Watering Hole. Uhh.. Subway. It was a while since I'd been in, and I didn't really want to eat there (It's really started to suck lately) but I hadn't ate breakfast, so I needed the energy. But it was nuts. It was the first Subway I'd had in about a year, in which not every single bit of it fell out the other side, concluding the first bite I took. I actually got through the whole sandwiche. AND THE WHOLE FILLING !!

I'm chalking it up to the Super-MarioBros-Fast lady who did it so quick I didn't see anything. It was like "Whoosh. Wallet please." Don't get me wrong, the place is still over-priced and the Staff are ****in' deaf, every time I've been. Oh, on a sidenote, Idiots, (Maybe you're an Offertonite) Subway isn't exactly healthy for you. They never say that on the ads. They say, and listen carefully, "Healthier than Fast Food." That's like saying "You're amongst the worst Bands I've ever heard, but at least you're not The Ataris !" I pity da' foo' who dun't undastand' no advertz, I do, I do, I pity da' foo'.

Went to the flick, it was semi-alright, not as cool as Iceman. It ran pretty slow, and was heavy at parts, like Peter Kay. Damn, I hate that prick. (See earlier blog.) Wow, look at that, I'm already establishing continualilty. Talked to the Critic afterwards, that was ****in' sweet. We just *****ed about movies for abit, then me and Luke went DVD shopping, and found our teacher in one of the stores. He was looking at the World Cinema section. Why you ask? Because he's Asian. It's in his racial contract to like films from India. Read up on this stuff.

So, I finnally, finally, went and got some ****in' comics. It was awesome. All DC. All Batman. All Homosexual. Oh, wait-scratch that last part. I wannna write comiccc booookkkksssss. It's not fair. Oh, not that any of you will get this, but thanks to Wagner, Dini and Morrison. You guys are keeping the dream alive.

So, not really current, it was a few days ago, but it was funny all the same, so I figured you guys would probably want to hear it. I'm like a monkey with a clasp, I clap for your amusement. English task was to create a new phone, called "The G-Pad." Yeah, no, I didn't title it. Figures. So, all the other people were taking it really, ridicliously seriously, so me, being.. me, decided.. not too. It went alittle like this -

"The G-Pad, coming to a store near you. Alright, now, my phone has everything all of their phones have (This included all sorts, GPS, Finger-print ID, blah blah blah, boring ****) plus, many, different features. With a simple flick of the wrist, the screen lifts to reveal.. a microwave! Unconvinced it's useful? Let me give you an example. You enter McDonalds-No idea why you would, it sucks, but, whatever-so you go in McDonalds, and you order some McNuggets. But these McNuggets aren't McCooked Propperly. Oh come on, I had to make a McJoke about all the McGimmicks. You don't want to go back and ask them to to reheat it-unless of course, you're a fan of McSeamon flavourings, which, if you are, I really don't think this is the place for you-so you throw it in your phone, and whalah. 20 minutes later and you're good to go! I love microwaves. Still unconvinced? Alright, we'll keep going. I'm a fan of the current layout, with the examples and things, so we'll stick with them. Imagine you're walking down the street right, when suddenly, the Dark Lord of the Sith jumps out and chanlenges you to a duel ! What would you do if you had someone else's phone?"

(Someone stands up - "Call the police.")

"Yeah, no one like's a smartass. That's right, you sit back down. No, the correct answer is: you'd **** your pants and hope your death is quick and painless. But with my phone.. Oh yeah, thats right, it doubles as a Lightsaber hilt! Yeah, so you hop right up and use your Jedi skills and own that *****, and save the day, then kiss the hot girl you later find out is your sister. Was that example too extreme? A little, yeah? Alright, alright, we'll tone it down. What if you lose your house keys? What do you do?"

("Call a locksmith.")

"You're an *******, you know that? Yeah yeah, I guess you could call a Locksmith. But where's the excitment in that? Well, with this baby, you just fire it up and go Episode 1 on that door's ass. Burn a door right into the door. That'd be cool. Let's just think for a minute how cool that'd be. That'd be cool right? Yeah? Right."

("Wouldn't you need a new door?")

"I'm sure you'll get a new door down the line. Now, people have been saying for years, that mobilty is an issue. Too much congestion on the roads, that sorta thing. Well, The G-Pad, aswell as being the greatest creation of man, is also.. a life saver. Think I'm exgaerating? Oh no. On each corner of the G-Pad, it has drop-down wheels. See where I'm going with this one, yeah, you do(?) keep listening. So, when traffics bad, you put your little phone down, and hop inside. PEDDLE TO WORK ! THAT'S RIGHT FOLKS, THE G-PAD, IS ALSO, A G-CART ! The smallest automobile ever created by man! I'm impressed with myself, over that one. Other features? A self destruct mode. Say, someone robs you. I mean, let's say they're stronger in the Force than you are and overpowered your Lightsaber, for, ya'know, arguements sake-because no way could anyone beat me- so just.. let 'em take it. Let 'em stuff it in his pocket and try and hide your laughter. No need to involve the police. Watch them run a few feet down the street. This is justice. Take out your detonator, and click the red button. You'll hear the fainst cries of a scream.. then just.. just.. take a glance into the air.. as a detacted flaccid penis flies over your head. Thank you, you've been a great. Buy the G-Pad now !"
Click to expand...

I got to the part aout Heinz and I couldnt' go on.
 
Buttman said:
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&friendID=96041343&MyToken=d84b0aab-56a9-4272-bdd0-f6972a0e23dbML

An extract -

Hot damn, it's been years since Heinz seduced me into buying their ****ty products. But alas, seduced I was, and found myself muncing down on a bowl of Shaghetti hoops. The nostalgia of these delightful meals is seeping in, as is the unwash-outable tomato sauce is on my new shirt.

So, today was the film trip. It sucked ****, the end. No, I'm kidding, you know I love to talk. Type. Whatever. Had to get the train from Hazel Grove because Offerton doesn't have, nor need one. Pfft, half of Offertonites (I'm not sure of the correct term for the community of Offerton, Offertonites sounds pretty ****in' sweet to me) don't know how to read, let alone calculate a train journey. (That wasn't funny, I know, but I couldn't think of anything to compare a Train with. I just kept coming up with.. "Tram." It sucked, hence me not writing it. Hey, this is like one of those "I almost called you an idiot then, but didn't." kinda situations isn't it?) Notice how the fact I'm writing for a non-grammatical format means I can open (brackets and close them whenever I) feel like? Irri(tating) yet? Damn I'm awesome.)

Where was I? Oh yes, I'd just began my story when I remembered how awesome I was. So anyway, I got the train, and this guy came and sat down with me and I seriously had no idea who he was. He was talking as if he knew me, I can only guess he's another silent reader of this blog, who noticed my celebrityish and easy-going nature, mustering the courage to come and speak with me about how wonderfully great I am. That, or he's in my Film Studies class. I'm still going with the first one.

So I parted ways with my homo-erotic friend, and set sail for.. well, the bottom of the street really. Uhh.. it's a really long street? It was pretty Epic, trust me. I could only barely see the bottom of it. Thats like, what, a 1/6th of a mile?! So epic I had to stop and refuel at the local Watering Hole. Uhh.. Subway. It was a while since I'd been in, and I didn't really want to eat there (It's really started to suck lately) but I hadn't ate breakfast, so I needed the energy. But it was nuts. It was the first Subway I'd had in about a year, in which not every single bit of it fell out the other side, concluding the first bite I took. I actually got through the whole sandwiche. AND THE WHOLE FILLING !!

I'm chalking it up to the Super-MarioBros-Fast lady who did it so quick I didn't see anything. It was like "Whoosh. Wallet please." Don't get me wrong, the place is still over-priced and the Staff are ****in' deaf, every time I've been. Oh, on a sidenote, Idiots, (Maybe you're an Offertonite) Subway isn't exactly healthy for you. They never say that on the ads. They say, and listen carefully, "Healthier than Fast Food." That's like saying "You're amongst the worst Bands I've ever heard, but at least you're not The Ataris !" I pity da' foo' who dun't undastand' no advertz, I do, I do, I pity da' foo'.

Went to the flick, it was semi-alright, not as cool as Iceman. It ran pretty slow, and was heavy at parts, like Peter Kay. Damn, I hate that prick. (See earlier blog.) Wow, look at that, I'm already establishing continualilty. Talked to the Critic afterwards, that was ****in' sweet. We just *****ed about movies for abit, then me and Luke went DVD shopping, and found our teacher in one of the stores. He was looking at the World Cinema section. Why you ask? Because he's Asian. It's in his racial contract to like films from India. Read up on this stuff.

So, I finnally, finally, went and got some ****in' comics. It was awesome. All DC. All Batman. All Homosexual. Oh, wait-scratch that last part. I wannna write comiccc booookkkksssss. It's not fair. Oh, not that any of you will get this, but thanks to Wagner, Dini and Morrison. You guys are keeping the dream alive.

So, not really current, it was a few days ago, but it was funny all the same, so I figured you guys would probably want to hear it. I'm like a monkey with a clasp, I clap for your amusement. English task was to create a new phone, called "The G-Pad." Yeah, no, I didn't title it. Figures. So, all the other people were taking it really, ridicliously seriously, so me, being.. me, decided.. not too. It went alittle like this -

"The G-Pad, coming to a store near you. Alright, now, my phone has everything all of their phones have (This included all sorts, GPS, Finger-print ID, blah blah blah, boring ****) plus, many, different features. With a simple flick of the wrist, the screen lifts to reveal.. a microwave! Unconvinced it's useful? Let me give you an example. You enter McDonalds-No idea why you would, it sucks, but, whatever-so you go in McDonalds, and you order some McNuggets. But these McNuggets aren't McCooked Propperly. Oh come on, I had to make a McJoke about all the McGimmicks. You don't want to go back and ask them to to reheat it-unless of course, you're a fan of McSeamon flavourings, which, if you are, I really don't think this is the place for you-so you throw it in your phone, and whalah. 20 minutes later and you're good to go! I love microwaves. Still unconvinced? Alright, we'll keep going. I'm a fan of the current layout, with the examples and things, so we'll stick with them. Imagine you're walking down the street right, when suddenly, the Dark Lord of the Sith jumps out and chanlenges you to a duel ! What would you do if you had someone else's phone?"

(Someone stands up - "Call the police.")

"Yeah, no one like's a smartass. That's right, you sit back down. No, the correct answer is: you'd **** your pants and hope your death is quick and painless. But with my phone.. Oh yeah, thats right, it doubles as a Lightsaber hilt! Yeah, so you hop right up and use your Jedi skills and own that *****, and save the day, then kiss the hot girl you later find out is your sister. Was that example too extreme? A little, yeah? Alright, alright, we'll tone it down. What if you lose your house keys? What do you do?"

("Call a locksmith.")

"You're an *******, you know that? Yeah yeah, I guess you could call a Locksmith. But where's the excitment in that? Well, with this baby, you just fire it up and go Episode 1 on that door's ass. Burn a door right into the door. That'd be cool. Let's just think for a minute how cool that'd be. That'd be cool right? Yeah? Right."

("Wouldn't you need a new door?")

"I'm sure you'll get a new door down the line. Now, people have been saying for years, that mobilty is an issue. Too much congestion on the roads, that sorta thing. Well, The G-Pad, aswell as being the greatest creation of man, is also.. a life saver. Think I'm exgaerating? Oh no. On each corner of the G-Pad, it has drop-down wheels. See where I'm going with this one, yeah, you do(?) keep listening. So, when traffics bad, you put your little phone down, and hop inside. PEDDLE TO WORK ! THAT'S RIGHT FOLKS, THE G-PAD, IS ALSO, A G-CART ! The smallest automobile ever created by man! I'm impressed with myself, over that one. Other features? A self destruct mode. Say, someone robs you. I mean, let's say they're stronger in the Force than you are and overpowered your Lightsaber, for, ya'know, arguements sake-because no way could anyone beat me- so just.. let 'em take it. Let 'em stuff it in his pocket and try and hide your laughter. No need to involve the police. Watch them run a few feet down the street. This is justice. Take out your detonator, and click the red button. You'll hear the fainst cries of a scream.. then just.. just.. take a glance into the air.. as a detacted flaccid penis flies over your head. Thank you, you've been a great. Buy the G-Pad now !"
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