| - Broadcast Quality I have no idea why I'm updating. You know how people either update with some current event in their lives or maybe have some interesting thing to say... welp, nothing here. Yep that's right... I accidentally clicked the new entry button and now i feel obligated to update, so if you are intolerant of incoherent entries and things that make your head hurt because you feel they should make sense but in reality don't, then i suggest you defer from continuing.
I had a soft pretzel today... it was an antie anne's which i believe is spanish for AWESOME! yeah i havent had one of those in a while and it was quite delicious. I ended up with an abundance of napkins... that was the only downfall to my soft pretzel eating experience.
I realize im a pain in the ass. I'm one of those people that no matter what is said I always find some quote that has little to no relevance to the topic to say... and I always start with "hey do you remember in (insert movie, comedian, or TV show)..." That's gotta be freakin annoying and I apologize to all who get annoyed by it. Although...
I AM REALLY, REALLY COOL
I was walking down the street the other day and i passed the local deli. The good shop owner, Abe, called me in, so being the inquisitive person i am i obliged. Abe, who i like to call Victor, told me that there was a problem with his meat shipment that particular week. Not being a meat packer myself i did not know the relevance of him telling me until he said "the only way to get the shipment correct is to bully around the people at the shipping yard" (just for reference Victor specializes in imported meats for his deli). I knew what he was getting at. Being the buff, strapping young lad that I am I knew i was the man for the job. After packing my bags and my ninja turtle lunch pail I headed on my journey to the shipping yard. After about a day or two of walking I decided it probably would have been better if i had driven. I continued on waling until i stumbled upon the shipping yard. After stealthly disposing of two of the heavily armed guards i snuck into the complex. At one point i was spotted by the lookout towers and had no choice but to engage in some fierce gun battles. I finally made it to the shipping dock where Victor's meat shipment was. I appeard that the meat was addressed to a completely different deli. As confusion set in I began to ponder what was going on, and i realized it not long after... Victor ran a bowling alley, not a deli. It was so simple, why had i not thought of it before. That is why he never recieved his meat shipment. Boy was my face red at that point. I was so embarassed. I headed back home and met a troll named Zangor. He had a horrible case of tooth decay and asked me if I would take him to the dentist. I said no and headed home. After my journey was over I finally got to sleep in my bed once again and let the thoughts of the good i had done and the people i had helped send me off to sleep.
One day I will write a story about a Rhinocicorn.
I was thinking, 1,000,000,000,000,000 is a really big number.
I really need to purchase some chaps. That way i can be a cowboy and shoot things and say howdy and go to saloons and have everybody look around and ghasp while the guy playing the piano abruptly stops playing. That'd be sweet.
I believe that's about it for now. Always remember what i always say, "the grass is always greener when it is mutant grass that has extra chlorofill (I think thats what makes grass green)"
LATA PLAYAZZZ | 
