Thursday, March 12, 2009

More Ghosts

Sometimes I wonder if my house is haunted and I get creeped out. I don't get creeped out because of the ghosts, I get creeped out because the ghosts are probably watching me poop ....as I type this post.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Friday, February 20, 2009

Love

Group hugs are weird. They're like really soft core orgies.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Dreams

I had a dream last night that King Kong was causing a ruckus in my town, but instead of a gorilla, King Kong was a pineapple, also there was a car made out of donuts. That's all I remember.

Fear

When I was a little kid, I wasn’t scared of the boogie man or monsters under my bed. I was afraid of one thing and one thing only. Corn. Indian corn to be exact. I called it “Corn-Dead”