tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103922042009-02-21T03:54:51.228-08:00Medium Large PhillProof of Just How Random Teenagers Can Be.Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1127868583598119362005-09-27T17:33:00.000-07:002005-09-27T17:49:43.606-07:00LMAO THESE ARE FREAKING HILARIOUS<span style="color:#ffffff;">Some Wicked Awesome Laws (aphabetically by state)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Alabama<br />It is illegal for a driver to be blindfolded while operating a vehicle.<br />Dominoes may not be played on Sunday.<br />It is illegal to wear a fake mustache that causes laughter in church. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">California<br />Sunshine is guaranteed to the masses.<br />Animals are banned from mating publicly within 1,500 feet of a tavern, school, or place of worship. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bathhouses are against the law.<br />It is a misdemeanor to shoot at any kind of game from a moving vehicle, unless the target is a whale.<br />Women may not drive in a house coat. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Florida<br />Women may be fined for falling asleep under a hair dryer, as can the salon owner.<br />A special law prohibits unmarried women from parachuting on Sunday or she shall risk arrest, fine, and/or jailing.<br />If an elephant is left tied to a parking meter, the parking fee has to be paid just as it would for a vehicle.<br />It is illegal to sing in a public place while attired in a swimsuit.<br />Men may not be seen publicly in any kind of strapless gown.<br />Having sexual relations with a porcupine is illegal.<br />It is illegal to skateboard without a license.<br />When having sex, only the missionary position is legal. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Kansas<br />Prohibits shooting rabbits from a motorboat.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Louisiana<br />It is illegal to rob a bank and then shoot at the bank teller with a water pistol</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Indiana<br />It is illegal for a liquor store to sell cold soft drinks.<br />Liquor stores may not sell milk.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Michigan<br />You may not swear in front of women and children in the state of Michigan. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Nebraska<br />It is illegal for bar owners to sell beer unless they are simultaneously brewing a kettle of soup. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">New York<br />A fine of $25 can be levied for flirting. This old law specifically prohibits men from turning around on any city street and looking "at a woman in that way." A second conviction for a crime of this magnitude calls for the violating male to be forced to wear a "pair of horse-blinders" wherever and whenever he goes outside for a stroll.<br />It is against the law to throw a ball at someone's head for fun.<br />A license must be purchased before hanging clothes on a clothesline.<br />The penalty for jumping off a building is death. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">North Dakota<br />Beer and pretzels can't be served at the same time in any bar or restaurant.<br />It is illegal to lie down and fall asleep with your shoes on. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Ohio<br />It is illegal to fish for whales on Sunday.<br />It is illegal to get a fish drunk. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Pennsylvania<br />A person is not eligible to become Governor if he/she has participated in a duel.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Texas<br />It is illegal to take more than three sips of beer at a time while standing.<br />It is illegal to drive without windshield wipers. You don't need a windshield, but you must have the wipers.<br />It is illegal for one to shoot a buffalo from the second story of a hotel.<br />It is illegal to milk another person's cow.<br />A recently passed anticrime law requires criminals to give their victims 24 hours notice, either orally or in writing, and to explain the nature of the crime to be committed.<br />The entire Encyclopedia Britannica is banned in Texas because it contains a formula for making beer at home.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Wisconsin<br />You must manually flush all urinals in a building.<br />Butter substitutes are not allowed to be served in state prisons.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112786858359811936?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1126922573333721042005-09-16T18:55:00.000-07:002005-09-16T19:02:53.343-07:00THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I AM TIRED AND I GO TO GOOGLE<span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed by a dog : 1 in 700,000</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of dying while in the bath tub : 1 in 1,000,000</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed by space debris : 1 in 5 billion</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed by poisoning : 1 in 86,000</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed by freezing : 1 in 3 million</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed by lightening : 1 in 2 million</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed in a car crash : 1 in 5,000Odds of being killed in a tornado : 1 in 2 million</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed by falling out of bed : 1 in 2 million</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being killed in a plane crash : 1 in 25 million</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being struck by a meterite : 1 in 10 trillion</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Odds of being in a plane crash : 1 to 700,000Did You Know...If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee ....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(hardly seems worth it)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(woah..)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(O.M.G.!)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(I'm still not over the pig.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(Do not try this at home....... maybe at work.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">("Honey, I'm home. What the....?!")</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(30 minutes... lucky pig.... can you imagine??)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Some lions mate over 50 times a day.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Butterflies taste with their feet.(</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Something I always wanted to know.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(Hmmmmmm........)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(OK, so that would be a good thing....)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">A cat's urine glows under a black light.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(I know some people like that.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Starfish have no brains.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(I know some people like that too.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Polar bears are left-handed.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(What about that pig??):</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Kissing someone for 1 minute burns 26 calories</span>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112692257333372104?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1126674262546867262005-09-13T21:26:00.000-07:002005-09-13T22:04:22.553-07:00Posters-block<span style="color:#ffffff;">Sitting here and staring at the gentle glow of my screen I realize that how easily distracted l am is the only thing that i can focus on. Blogging is all that I want to do, yet that requires thought.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">NOOOOOOO!!!!!!! says my brain, THINKING HURTS!!!!!!!! BRAIN TIRED JUST STARE A LITTLE MORE!!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">So I stare, and stare, and stare. And begin;</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">HIOOO!! Readers I'm back with a vengence. Posting will still be a little sporatic but hey when it got regular was it good? Don't worry there will still be Top Ten lists here and there and the old stuff that used to be on here. However I have a goal to make my posts tell a little about myself, perhaps even a weekly story. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Well considering that it took me thirty minutes to write this much I don't think that i can write much more of substance. Have a great one.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112667426254686726?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1125629285988016632005-09-01T19:42:00.000-07:002005-09-01T19:48:05.996-07:00WOW Its Been A While<span style="color:#ffffff;">Holy crap has it been a long time, and well i just want to say that I am sorry. I promise to start posting reguarly again soon. But I need your help, what should I keep, and what should I change? Anything is game, yes even the red backround with white lettering, I want this page to be appeasing to both the eye and the mind. So come on people browse the archives find what you liked and tell me what you want to see more of.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112562928598801663?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1121649699124893342005-07-17T18:10:00.000-07:002005-07-17T18:21:39.126-07:00Shnazfling.<span style="color:#ffffff;">Dilznoofus da zupping flubDAZZLE. Hizzle plop bangblee, "crongle duh hum quibble," bam You cake slap ha dong-bing...tizzle da bam! Blip woogle doo blee dee kanoodle? Zingle zap bling blap? Hum blangity noodlewoogle!<br /><br />Dee DAZZLE da jangle twiddling slapzang, bam ting shnuzzle ha zappity flibblenizzle quibble. NIP SLAP? Hum flobble ho zingle blongity wiggleflab, zap fraggle WOOGLE doo dingely cringleblop tizzle. "Zap tizzle ha?" abracadabra flooblebla. Zip blabbity bloobing blongity zip ding da blobbity floobizzle.<br /><br />Blong flop bleep hum zunk zung wobble ha bizzle. Zap bloobity wuggle dang abracadabra ha dingle. Flibble da rizzle bam gobble shnuzzle da jingle? Doof flong noodleslap, "ongle zip da shnaz," hum McFairy tangle wacko zip noodle-dazzle...zong hum bam! Zip zap bloo zungle tingity izzle funk bingblop?<br /><br />Shnizzle doo ongle-flub. Rizzle wuggle HUM doof zap flib? Duh blopping bloo quibble twaddle ha flip. Fraggle dee blippity flibblip. "Duh fraggle duh?" blong jingledoof.<br /><br />Zung zip blabbing shnuzzletang. Meep kanoodle dee flung zip crongle? Hum ongle Wang Chung...flanging blabbing wigglezingle. Tang duh shnizzle! Razzle!<br /><br />Hum duh flong wubble ting a flongity izzle wubbledilznoofus? Dingle bleep twaddleflee, "dilznoofus duh zip slap," da Mr. Garrison flab zang doo tingle-tangle...zongle da zap! Da jingely fluppity flinging ha cake doo flappity flibdoof. Wow bam crongle ha crongle-bleep!! BLOP FLUNG FLANGING DA SHRUBBERYDINGLE???<br /><br /></span><a href="http://bff.orangehairedboy.com/"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Find Out What I'm talking About Here</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112164969912489334?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1121152715329701402005-07-11T23:26:00.000-07:002005-07-12T00:18:35.333-07:00a Ugoogaly or is it EulogySomberly a young man dressed smartly in a black pinstriped suit, a matching black pinstriped fedora, and black sunglasses, stands up. He fears what the future will hold for him and this lonley bunch of pirates, mothers, mafia hitmen, and other bloggers. Can they survive?<br /><br />Medium Large Phill clears his throat, sighs and begins to speak:<br /><br />We are gathered here today to honor the memory of a great, dare i say wonderful blog. A blog that gave us wonderful things like: The adventures of Bono and Adam, A non-comfimed claim to the most-read blog on the internet, and a new reason to eat salads. A blog that introduced us to the Darth Tater, and of course who can forget something like the elephant plungers.<br /><br />Yet despite our best efforts to get to 500 comments and two loopholes the Platypus Society has died. Soon it shall suffer the fate of all dead blogs, recycling into the ring of ads for male enhancement and pictures of a stupid cat.<br /><br />We must remain together and pray that out of the ashes ads and cats our beloved Captain will rise like the phoenix.<br /><br />Thank you all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112115271532970140?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1120278484297040772005-07-01T20:55:00.000-07:002005-07-05T18:12:43.810-07:00BY THE POWER OF ROCKRIDGE!!!!!!<span style="color:#ffffff;">Here my friends are the some of my favorite quotes from the great movie "Blazing Saddles"</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jim: The Waco Kid: What did you expect? "Welcome sonny," "Make yourself at home," "Marry my daughter." You've got to remember, that these are just simple farmers, these are people of the land, the common clay of the new west. You know . . . morons.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: Who is this Mongo, anyway?<br />Jim: The Waco Kid: Well, Mongo ain't exactly a "who," he's more of a "what."</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: Repeat after me: I... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Men: I... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: ...your name... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Men: ...your name... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: [to himself] Shmucks. [aloud] do pledge allegiance... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Men: ...do pledge allegiance... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: ...to Hedley Lamarr... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Men: ...to Hedy Lamarr... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: That's *Hedley*. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Men: That's Hedley. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: I better go check out this Mongo character. [Bart reaches for his gun] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jim: Oh no, don't do that. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: Why not? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jim: If you shoot him, you'll just make him mad. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: You be my guest, and I be your host. What be your pleasure, Jim? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jim: I don't know... play chess... screw... </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: [quickly] Let's play chess. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[Bart on grandstand to the townspeople] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: Excuse me while I whip this out. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[Bart reaches into waistline as crowd gasps and screams. Bart pulls out paper] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Crowd: Ahhhhh. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[describing how everyone wanted to duel him when he was The Waco Kid] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jim: Then one day I hear "Reach for it, mister." I spun around, and there I was standing face to face with a six year old kid. Well, I just laid down my guns and walked away. Little bastard shot me in the ass. So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I've been there ever since. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">to two members of the KKK] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jim: Oh boys, lookee what I got heyuh. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bart: Hey, where the white women at. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Buddy Bizarre: Cut, cut, cut, this is a closed set. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: Piss on you, I'm working for Mel Brooks. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[Winds up to punch Buddy Bizarre] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Buddy Bizarre: Not the face. Not the face. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[Taggart complies, punching him in the stomach] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Buddy Bizarre: [collapsing] Thank you.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening thru a cosmic vapor of invention. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: Ditto. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: "Ditto"? "Ditto," you provincial putz? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: I got it. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: What? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: Let's kill every first born male child in Rock Ridge. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: Nah, too Jewish.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: What do you want me to do sir? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: I want you to round up ever vicious criminal and gun slinger in the west. Take this down. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[Taggart looks for a pen and paper while Hedley talks] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: I want rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, shit-kickers and Methodists. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: [finding pen and paper] Could you repeat that, sir? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[a gang, bent on destruction, reaches a tollbooth] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Taggart: Anybody got a dime? Somebody's gotta go back and get a shitload a' dimes.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: Maybe I could turn this thing into my advantage... if I could find a sheriff who so offends the citizens of Rock Ridge that his very *appearance* would drive them out of town. [to camera]</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: But where would I find such a man? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[pause] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Hedley Lamarr: ... Why am I asking you?</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Singer: "Blazing Saddles": He conquered fear, and he conquered hate, / He turned our night into day, / He made his blazing saddle / A torch to light the way...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112027848429704077?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1120023577833219882005-06-28T22:38:00.000-07:002005-06-28T22:39:37.840-07:00Thank You All SO Much<span style="color:#ffffff;">The average age of a military man is 19 years old.He is a short haired, tight muscled kid, who, under normal circumstances, is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father’s, but he has never collected unemployment either.He’s a recent High School graduate; He was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activitie, drives a ten year old Jalopy and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns form half a world away.He listens to rock and roll or hip hop or rap or jazz or swing and 155m Howitzers.He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk.He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark.He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professionalHe can march until he is told to stop or stop until he is told to march. He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity.He is self sufficient. He has two sets of fatigues: He washes one and wears the other.He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never his rifle.He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts. If you’re thirsty, he’ll share his water with you; if you’re hungry, his food.He’ll even split ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands. He can save your life… or take it, because that’s his job.He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all. He has seen more suffering and death then he should have in his short life time.He has stood atop mountains of dead bodies, and helped create them.He has wept in public and private for friends who have fallen in combat, and is not ashamed.He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through is body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to ‘square away’ those around him who haven’t bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking. In an odd twist, day in and day out, far away from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.Just as his Father, Grandfather, and Great-Grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom.Beardless or not, he is not a boyHe is the American Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112002357783321988?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1119474958971910172005-06-22T14:09:00.000-07:002005-06-22T14:24:18.966-07:00Top Ten Lists, Back With A Vengence<span style="color:#ffffff;">Here we go the eradication of the plague<br /><br />Top Ten most Polite Ways to Say Your Zipper Is Down.....by Medium Large Phill<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(actually David Letterman shhh!!)</span><br /><br />10. The cucumber has left the salad.<br /><br />9. Quasimodo needs to go back in the tower and tend to his bells.<br /><br />8. You need to bring your tray table to the upright and locked position.<br /><br />7. Paging Mr. Johnson... Paging Mr. Johnson..<br /><br />6. Elvis is leaving the building.<br /><br />5. The Buick is not all the way in the garage.<br /><br />4. Our next guest is someone who needs no introduction.<br /><br />3. You've got a security breach at Los Pantalones.<br /><br />2. Men may be From Mars.....but I can see something that rhymes with Venus.<br /><br />And the ..1 way to tell someone his zipper is unzipped.....<br /><br />1. I always knew you were crazy, but now I can see your nuts</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111947495897191017?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1118194986022615682005-06-07T18:27:00.000-07:002005-06-07T23:40:46.193-07:00The Body of Danny Kilgore (part 4)<span style="color:#ffffff;">Find the original post </span><a href="http://biognome.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffffff;">here</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br /><br />"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"<br /><br />"Why won't anybody help me?"<br /><br />"Why are you walking by like that?"<br /><br />"HELP ME!!"<br /><br />"Don't you see that I'm hurt? help me please!!"<br /><br />Danny Kilgore screamed out in agony as the rest of the world walked by oblivious.<br /><br />"'Get up you fool'" a slithering voice says from behind him.<br /><br />"What? What do you mean get up?!"<br /><br />Shut up and listen, unless you want to die for real you had better come with me...<br /><br />Slowly rising Danny realizes that all his pain is gone.<br /><br />He feels better than he ever has before.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111819498602261568?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1118108976539275772005-06-06T18:39:00.000-07:002005-06-07T23:58:56.116-07:00The Plague Caught Up With Me<span style="color:#ffffff;">Recently I have been avoiding meme's like, well, the plague. However the evilness that is </span><a href="http://abandonedhero.blogsome.com/"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Abandoned Hero</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> has tagged me. so without much further ado (sigh) here it is. My music meme.<br /><br />Total Volume of Music on my Compy 386 (God Bless You Strongbad)<br />This Computer, None<br />My music/gaming computer, over half the hard drive<br /><br />Last CD I Bought<br />Actual CD: Dichotomy A - Grits<br />Digital CD: Never bought a digital CD I have them though<br /><br />Song Playing Right Now<br />The Boy's Gone - Jason Mraz<br /><br />I'm done with this because I can't pick just five songs that mean a lot to me, and i choose to kill the plague here and now<br /><br />(Two Sized Note: On second thought i choose to pass the baton onto </span><a href="http://www.ragdollcustoms.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Rag Doll</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111810897653927577?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1117925459226569072005-06-04T15:42:00.000-07:002005-06-06T15:21:16.846-07:00A Few Quotes From One Of My Favorite Movies<span style="color:#ffffff;">The Blues Brothers is one of my favorite all time movies and i decided that you all should see a few reasons why i love it so much.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[the brothers race around the mall parking lot]</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: We'll be all right if we can just get back on the expressway. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: This don't look like no expressway to me, pal. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: Don't yell at me. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: Well whadda you want me to do, Motorhead? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: Why da ya gotta be so negative all the time? Why can't ya offer some... constructive criticism? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: Help you two? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: Do you have any white bread ma'am? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: Yeah. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: I'll have some toasted white bread please. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: You want butter or jam on that, honey? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: No ma'am, dry. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: Do you have any fried chicken ma'am? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: Best damned chicken in the state. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: You want chicken wings or chicken legs? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: Four fried chickens and a Coke. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: And some dry white toast please. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: Ya'all want anything to drink with that? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Elwood: No ma'am. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: A Coke. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Mrs. Murphy: Be right back. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Donald 'Duck' Dunn: We had a band powerful enough to turn goat piss into gasoline. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">[to man in restaurant] </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: [fakes accent] How much for the little girl? How much for the women? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Man: What? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Jake: Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">You are all welcome</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111792545922656907?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1117768144508445802005-06-02T19:37:00.000-07:002005-06-02T20:09:04.513-07:00Now I'm Off To Cry Myself To Sleep On My HUGE Pillow<span style="color:#ffffff;">So I had my final in pre-calculus today, and well I really do believe that I passed like a gremlin passes a porsche. I also have come to the realization that most of my class did about as well as i did. There was weeping, there was nashing of teeth, and oddly there was no lake of eternal fire to be seen. The weeping began when we got the tests. My freind and I weeped as soon as we had a test on our desks, then we saw the first page. Immediately we saw that we had been tricked (or so we thought) the first page was easy! Then I turned to the second page which is when i tired to chew off my tongue for telling myself that the rest of the test would follow suit with the first page. Well after sitting there and wondering whether or not a salmon could beat up a trout I was able to do all the problems that I knew how to. Which is when I took my yearbook out of my nackpack and proceeded to beat myself about the head, neck, and shoulders with it untill my teacher told me that I needed to be quiet so that I wouldn't distract the other people in the classroom. And that is the tory of the fall of the card house of hope.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(Two Sized note: Guess what movie I took the title for this post from and recieve a prize of whatever is in your fridge!)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111776814450844580?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1117667259834998652005-06-01T15:32:00.000-07:002005-06-02T20:14:33.513-07:00The New Internet Crack<span style="color:#ffffff;">I was so rich. Now I am so poor.<br />Over 100 credits gambled away.<br /><br />Why did Blog Explosion create such an addicting way to lose your credits?<br /><br />Now that I have cried my eyes out I should probably tell you all what I am talking about. At the website that I use to increase the traffic to my blog they have created a new horrfyingly beautiful thing called battle of the blogs. What basically happens is you bet a certain number of credits that your blog is better than somebody elses blogs, hoping that at least five of the nine other people will think the same. The only catch is that you have no idea who you will accept your challenge. Since I have no lcuk at random gambling you can imagine my excitement when I won over 100 credits in one night, so I decided to test my luck, I gambled 100 credits and was defeated 9-0. It sucked I went away and cried myself to sleep. Awaking the next day with my head on a giant tear soaked pillow. I went straght to the computer after drying out my pillow case and attempted to win back my credits. Well that didn't go over to well as now I have but a measily 12 credits.<br /><br />Oh well since it costs at leat ten credits to battle and its time for another hit of my disgustingly sweet addiction I am off to lose again. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(Two Sized Note: Now that I posted this I just won 4 or5 in a row.)</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">(Two Sized Note part deux: I have now lost four in a row since posting the first note)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111766725983499865?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1117512697409305962005-05-30T21:07:00.000-07:002005-05-30T21:11:37.413-07:00Back By Popular Demand: Horrible Horrible Pick Up LInes<span style="color:#ffffff;">Ok so not really but who cares its my blog and I can post what I want to.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">1. I must be in heaven because I'm standing next to you!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">2. If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">3. You must be from out of space cause I can see the stars in your eyes. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">4. If you were a booger I'd pick you first.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">5. Can I have directions? ["To where?"] To your heart. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">6. Baby did you fart, 'cause you blow me away! </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">7. Hi, I'm Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">8. Turn to the girl sitting next to you at the bar and say..."I'm not really this tall....I'm sitting on my wallet."</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">9. Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">10. When I saw you from across the room, I passed out cold and hit my head onthe floor...so I'm going to need your name and number for insurance reasons.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">11. You know what? Your eyes are the same color as my Porsche.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">12. Do you have a map? Because I just keep getting lost in your eyes!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">13. Is there an airport nearby or is that my heart taking off? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">14. Do you have any raisins? No? How about a date?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111751269740930596?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1117511639309060312005-05-30T20:50:00.000-07:002005-05-30T22:15:19.760-07:00Because This Movie Is So Freakin Hilarious<a href="http://img284.echo.cx/my.php?image=joedirtcover400x3993ux.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img284.echo.cx/img284/4608/joedirtcover400x3993ux.th.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">There are three rules when dealing with a deadly crocodile. Rule number one, I'm number one. Rule number two, the croc's number two.<br /><br />I have to post this I watched this movie and it reminded me of all the good times that I have had with my redneck buddy Dan. This one is for you man.<br /><br />So go guess untill all your hearts are content when somebody guesses the mvie right i will post a screenshot form the movie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111751163930906031?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1116904187908638832005-05-23T20:01:00.000-07:002005-05-23T20:09:47.913-07:00The Beginning of A Song or Poem<span style="color:#ffffff;">I haven't decided what is gonna be yet</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Come and rescue me</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Save me from myself</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">From all the stupid things I do</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">From all the stupid thigs I say</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Here I am broken</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">I am flat on my face</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">In need of grace</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Only You can give</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Take in this lamb </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Lost and alone</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Here I am frightened</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Crying out to You</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111690418790863883?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1116519139610177412005-05-19T08:51:00.000-07:002005-05-19T09:12:19.616-07:00Ways to Misuse Office Supplies<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">So lately I have had a ton of writers block and have not been able to think about what to post. Luckily I have friends who give me random crap to put on my blog!!!!!! So without Further ado I give all you wonderful people out there Ways to misuse office supplies.</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Cover your boss's desk in post-its askng for a raise</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Take a stapler and kill Timmy the mail boy</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Use a hole punch to peirce your ears</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Use a day-planner as a little black book (my math teacher gave that one makes me wonder)</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Bubble wrap the computer of your boss's evil secretary </span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Steal the office supply cabinet and use it as a sled</span><br /> <br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">That's all for now enjoy.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111651913961017741?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1116517581161553942005-05-19T08:34:00.000-07:002005-05-19T08:48:00.066-07:00A Song<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">This is a song that I came up with about two months ago</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to stand with the righteous</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to run through your gates with praise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to shout it out to Zion</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Cause I'm coming back to you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I wanna stand with the righteous</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I wanna scream out your praise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I wanna be your humble servant Lord</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Break my heart for you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to stand with the righteous</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Its time to run through your gates with praise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Its time to shout it out to Zion</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Cause I'm coming back to you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Pick me up when I fall Lord</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Take me to see your crown</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Let me run through the gates of heaven</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Lord I'm coming back to You</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to stand with the righteous</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Its time to run through your gates with praise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Its time to shout it out to Zion</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Cause I'm coming back to you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to shout it out to Zion</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Time to sing for the great I AM</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to let the nations know Lord</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">That:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Its time to stand with the righteous</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Its time to run through your gates with praise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Its time to shout it out to Zion</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> Cause I'm coming back to you</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111651758116155394?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1115952770409847022005-05-12T19:52:00.000-07:002005-05-12T19:55:53.720-07:00Guess the Place<a href="http://www.imageshack.us"><img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img227.echo.cx/img227/287/p10100346dl.jpg" width="300" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;">Do any of you guys know whhere and what this is?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111595277040984702?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1115825082360874762005-05-11T08:20:00.000-07:002005-05-11T08:28:28.230-07:00Ralph Wiggum Quotes<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;">Quite Possibly my favorite charachter on "The Simpsons" is Ralph Wiggum just because he has the most random sayings so without further ado here is a list of quotes.</span><br /><br /><p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >Me fail English? That's unpossible.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >Hi, Super Nintendo Chalmers!</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >Mrs. Krabappel and Principal Skinner were in the closet making babies and I saw one of the babies and then the baby looked at me.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >Eww, Daddy, this tastes like Gramma!</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >I bent my wookie.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >The doctor said I wouldn't have so many nose bleeds if I kept my finger outta there</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >Ralph: "Daddy, I'm scared. Too scared to even wet my pants."<br />Chief Wiggum: "Just relax and it'll come, son."</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >I heard your dad went into a restaurant and ate everything in the restaurant and they had to close the <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">restaurant</span></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" >And, when the doctor said I didn't have worms any more, that was the happiest day of my life</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" > I found a moonrock in my nose!<br /></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">That's where I saw the leprechaun he teels me to burn things</span><br /></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Courier New,Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;">If you have any other quotes feel free to put them in the comment section</span><br /></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111582508236087476?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1115610458305074732005-05-08T20:43:00.000-07:002005-05-08T20:47:38.310-07:00Top Ten Ways To Get Yourself Banned From The Blood Bank<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">Please if you guys try any of these don't say where you got the idea from</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">10. Watch the bag fill and go wow .</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">9. Hyperventilate.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">8. Pull the tube out of the bag and drink from it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">7. Race to see who fills their bag first (requires two or more people).</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">6. Puncture the bag near the top and see whether they pull the needle out of your arm before the blood squirts out.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">5. While they're not looking, substitute a bag of orange liquid and complain they gave you too much Tang.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">4. Insist that you want to give 2 pints.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">3. Faint.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">2. Tell them you saw the bag twitch.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">1. Yell, "Hey, you used that needle on the last guy!"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111561045830507473?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1115246608505622022005-05-04T15:40:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:45:17.303-07:00Check This Out<span style="color:#ffffff;">hey everyone AbandonedHero and I have to make a cliff notes (kinda) of the book Huckleberry Finn for english and surprise surprise we are doing it in blog form so if you would like to contribute any ideas towards this it would be much appreciated. However we are just getting it started but there will be more to come so if you go there and there's no posts on it check back later<br /><br />http://agorasnotes.blogspot.com</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111524660850562202?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1114529168489031462005-04-26T08:19:00.000-07:002005-04-26T08:26:08.490-07:00Old Glory<a href="http://img57.echo.cx/my.php?image=p10100304pd.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img57.echo.cx/img57/5016/p10100304pd.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" width="300" /></a><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The Flag at the Korean War Memorial</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111452916848903146?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-1114528130618380742005-04-26T07:54:00.000-07:002005-04-26T08:09:54.523-07:00The Washington Monument<a href="http://img250.echo.cx/my.php?image=p10101137ri.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="width: 319px; height: 238px;" src="http://img250.echo.cx/img250/4830/p10101137ri.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">This was taken about five minutes before the liquid sunshine started to cool off D.C.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111452813061838074?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com'/></div>Medium Large Phillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136noreply@blogger.com0