Rambling on and on like a anciant lunatic. Do you remember them? They were into the Doors if I remember correctly. Well I think I was more into redneck cocain that I was the doors but anything can happen out there in the haunted disney oklahoma wilderness.

You are foruntate enouph to have found our famous words section with all kind sof things for you to learn about what it means to have a funjob and to lose a regular job.

I wanna grow up to be a professinal college student. Perhaps set the record for the # of digrees earned by a single knucklhead.

I scored a Big Fat 12 on my ACT. Is that low?

At a stupid party and it's sucking like a vacume until I see you and then we find the back room--Lock the friggin door.

Better than stading around getting blasted on the punch, with a bunch of losers you want to bury like captn crunch--That's what losers are for..

satyriasis?

Hissy Fit

Hissing--Like a cat, I don't listen to that. Sitting all up in your boob tube getting fat. It's this and that's that.

I can't be just having a nice day--being a smiley face. Because there is some shithead jumping all over my case.

Hissing like a 8-track tape. Queen Kong going ape. Wormy apple sour grape. Somebody starts hissing. Someone has to freak. Hissing and hissing. Like a gas leak