Well, it has come to me that someone actually reads my blog which makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. Since someone is actually reading this I suppose I should write down something worthwhile and yet keep it random enough so you just barely get it ;)
Let's seeeeee..... Well this has been the most boring week of life (not counting that week I spent inside my mom's vaginal tract). It's not that its been a bad week, it's just been medicore. Normally I get into large conversations with people about the most bizarre and obscene things. Just last week I had a conversation with some of my friends about monkey feces and the way they converge into each other thus forming a monkey fece's Voltron. Then it occured to me.....
I'M DOIN TEH POOP BLOGZ!
I know, I know. The Deerhunter band blog already did it (fantastic blog btw http://www.deerhuntertheband.blogspot.com) but since i'm tired and in need of somewhere to let out my deep emotional grievings on how my poop this afternoon was horrific.
So I go to my toilet like I usually do (often) and I pull down my drawers and prepare for stinky material to protrude from my rectum (is that your bumhole?). Anyways as I was preparing for the poopage it occured to me that it was not coming out. I grunted and groaned but it didn't come out, I must of spent at least one hour on the toilet (while sweating profusely as usual). It was a horrible ordeal so horrible I can't even right fisable sentences, and am unable to spell fesable right (I try). I am also using brackets too much, and am typing too much, and am experiencing muscle cramps too much (I have muscles?).
There you have it, my poop blog. While I wasn't able to write a complicated poem about my poo and since i'm not that mentally disturbed to sit in front of my toilet with a notepad and write my feelings about my poo while I watch it float delicately like an orchid on a pond. As fun as that sounds and as badly as I want to do it right now, I actually have to urinate instead. I hope you enjoyed reading this entry as much as hated writing it.
I'm really tired, and hungry......where are my chips? AND WHERE IS MY SENSE OF EPIDERMIS WELFARE!
Goodnight.
ADDED: I'm also aware that this blog entry looks like crap, oh well it is about poo so it fits.
Let's seeeeee..... Well this has been the most boring week of life (not counting that week I spent inside my mom's vaginal tract). It's not that its been a bad week, it's just been medicore. Normally I get into large conversations with people about the most bizarre and obscene things. Just last week I had a conversation with some of my friends about monkey feces and the way they converge into each other thus forming a monkey fece's Voltron. Then it occured to me.....
I'M DOIN TEH POOP BLOGZ!
I know, I know. The Deerhunter band blog already did it (fantastic blog btw http://www.deerhuntertheband.blogspot.com) but since i'm tired and in need of somewhere to let out my deep emotional grievings on how my poop this afternoon was horrific.
So I go to my toilet like I usually do (often) and I pull down my drawers and prepare for stinky material to protrude from my rectum (is that your bumhole?). Anyways as I was preparing for the poopage it occured to me that it was not coming out. I grunted and groaned but it didn't come out, I must of spent at least one hour on the toilet (while sweating profusely as usual). It was a horrible ordeal so horrible I can't even right fisable sentences, and am unable to spell fesable right (I try). I am also using brackets too much, and am typing too much, and am experiencing muscle cramps too much (I have muscles?).
There you have it, my poop blog. While I wasn't able to write a complicated poem about my poo and since i'm not that mentally disturbed to sit in front of my toilet with a notepad and write my feelings about my poo while I watch it float delicately like an orchid on a pond. As fun as that sounds and as badly as I want to do it right now, I actually have to urinate instead. I hope you enjoyed reading this entry as much as hated writing it.
I'm really tired, and hungry......where are my chips? AND WHERE IS MY SENSE OF EPIDERMIS WELFARE!
Goodnight.
ADDED: I'm also aware that this blog entry looks like crap, oh well it is about poo so it fits.
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