I don't know who is still reading my blogs, because since April 25th I've only written 2, but apparently people are.
It's quite the landmark, and thinking back to how 3000 hits felt, this feels 1.333333 times better!
Incidently, this is my 100th post! So come to think about it, that is a bigger deal than the 4000 hits!
I really don't have too much to say and should be getting to bed, so I will leave you with this question of the ages:
Which is worse?
Getting hit by a giant spoon on wheels going 50 mph after you've just had each of your fingers cut off by extreme papercuts *slice* than dipping your hand in vinegar and street salt OR having to re-tie your shoe because it came undone?
Man I love writing Blogo's. Yay for blogo's Wooooo. Blogos Blogos Blogos!
I know everyone loves reading things they can use, so I have compiled the following list of things you can say while ordering something from a Cafe or something like it.
1) "I'll have my usual." - I heard a guy say this before, but the trick is to say it when you've never gone to the place before in your life. They'll probaly feel really stupid and apologize for not remembering. That's when you call them a "Douche-bag" for taking you serious.
2) "If you don't know than I'm not going to tell you." - Another classic - similar to the first but much more cockier. Use with caution though, if you say it to the wrong person you could get an extra shot of spit instead of expresso if you know what I mean.
3) "I'll have a Mocha please, extra whip cream..." (Wink when you say whip cream, and nod your head accordingly) - This one is hot. Supa hot. For best effect, be really creepy and kind of smirk.
4) After you order whatever it is you want, add at the end: "And try your best not to make it suck so bad this time." Say it nicely though, no one likes a rude person.
5) Pay with Monopoly money. When she says some excuse that it isn't legal tender and you have to use real money, tell her that she just bought herself a "Go To Jail and Do Not Pass Go" card and that you "don't have time for this."
6) And last but not least - Pretend not to speak english and try to explain what you want just using hand-signals and pointing at menus. Make sure your order is as complicated as possible and be sure to nod like it's 1999 at everything she says, even if it's not a yes or no question. *Caution* It's hard not to laugh when you do this one, I know from experiance.
Hey it's everyone's favorite blogger back with another - yes, you guessed it - blog. I hope everyone's stomach muscles are no longer sore from laughing so hard at the previous blogs, I figure 3 months is enough healing time though. Here's a quick one to all those who need a quick fix.
It's 2 am right now, maybe it would be a better idea NOT to keep drinking the rest of this super-sized mcdonalds coke...anyone else's thoughts on this?
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Dear Israel, Please stop, your invasion "israel-ly" bothering me. "Syria-sly" end it. Just sign the "Lebanon-discloser" agreement and leave it in peace/piece. Love George. PS. If you think "Iran" out of puns, you're wrong.
The blogs are back baby - Summer '07 just got that much better.
Alright - I'm gone like peace in Lebanon/your dignity.
As someone who has been short all my life, I have taken quite a bit of abuse from people taller than me, both verbally and physically. It's never phased me though, and sitting here thinking back I honestly can't think of a time I've ever wished I was taller. Really!
Here's just a few reasons why I'm glad I'm short:
1) I get to be in the front of every group picture.
Whose the first person people see when they look at the picture? That's right - Me. Center of attention baby.
2) Less Mosquito Bites!
I hate mosquitos just like anyone else on this planet. Being short just means there is less of me for them to suck blood from! Suckers! (pun intended)
3) I always win fights.
I bet everyone is reading that one and wondering what I am talking about. Well I'll tell you alright - Does the phrase, "Go pick on someone your own size!" mean anything to you? Basically what it means for me is that I get to fight 12 year old pre-pubescent boys. Sweet deal. For anyone wondering, I'm 24 and 0, with 17 K.O's and 2 Deaths.
4) I can dive in the Shallow End.
You know the signs that say "No Diving"? Well guess what? I can dive there.
5) 2 Words: Airplane Seats.
Everyone who has flown before knows the pains of sitting in those sad excuses for seats. Well when I sit in them, it's like sitting in a Lazy-Boy with so much leg room that I could run the 400 meter dash in between them.
Oh, I'd DEFINITELY go for the getting hit by a giant spoon on wheels going 50 mph after I've just had each of my fingers cut off by extreme papercuts *slice* then dipping my hand in vinegar and street salt. I guess you could say I've got a pretty high pain tolerance . . .