Thursday, February 23, 2012
Is it weird that I can remember things like when I was being bathed in the sink by my mother before I could walk? I know most people probably don't believe me and there really isn't anything I can say to prove it except for, "Hey man! You weren't there. You don't know. You think you know, but you don't. So why don't you just shut up."
About Me
- Name: John Q. Pubic
- Location: Columbus, O-H! I-O!, United States
When I was a little boy a nail went all the way through my left eye. My parents rushed me to the hospital. People brought me flowers and candy and toys. Many people were worried about me. The doctors managed to save my eye and people lost interest.
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My grandpa invented a time machine that could transport you into any point in the future you chose. It was kind of unreliable and it sometimes took sort of a while to get where you were going, but it worked, once. He got in it in 1977 and then stepped out into the strange and mysterious futuristic year of 1997, and the trip only took twenty years. Even though his time machine was made of a simple La-Z-Boy recliner, we knew that it worked, because he was still wearing his 1977 clothes. Explain that, smart guy.
Tell the one about Darfur again.
Oh, and you know those word verification things? Is it me, or do they all sound like Indian food?
"I'll have the pianirj, and some nan on the side."
Why don't you just put this blog out of its misery?
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