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Heeyyy. Guess where I am? IN SCHOOL. Right now. Sitting in. ... Buisness.. Something.. It sucks. Deeply. I'm bored out of my MINNDDDEEEEEEEEEE. >< And I have this class after english, too. Wh00t. ... AND I STILL HAVE HALF AN HOUR OF THIS CLASS. zomg..

Kay so. I was walking down the street. And this guy comes around the corner. Fat guy. Biiig fat hairy guy. Walking around. In borad day light. Carrying his SHIRT by his side. HE'S WALKING AROUND FRIGGEN SHIRTLESS. And hey, guess who wares short-shotrs? >< I almost bit my tounge off trying not to scream WHAT THE ********, MAN. THERES KIDS AROUND. Free country, yes. But please, people. Have some desency.

I'm sure by now, evyone has heard of the tragic death of Steve Irwin, better know as The Crocodile Hunter. WHY ARE YOU PEOPLE SO SHOCKED?! He sticks his head into the mouth of living, breathing, steroid-abusing CROCODILES. I, for one, have been aniticipating his death for the last five years. And who would have gusses, that after handling deadly cobras and killer crocs, a STINGRAY would be the death of him! He got shanked! By a /stingray/! I thought they where harmless? And you know the stingray had to have been thinking somethign like this: 'NO WAY, MAN. I'VE SEEN WHAT YOU DO TO THOSE LIZARDS, MAN. BACK OFF, MAN.' Evryone is all 'Oh, and he had a wife and two kids!' WHAT ABOUT THE STINGRAY?! ><... <3