<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:59:54.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medium Large Phill</title><subtitle type='html'>Proof of Just How Random Teenagers Can Be.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112786858359811936</id><published>2005-09-27T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:49:43.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO THESE ARE FREAKING HILARIOUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some Wicked Awesome Laws (aphabetically by state)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alabama&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal for a driver to be blindfolded while operating a vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;Dominoes may not be played on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to wear a fake mustache that causes laughter in church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;California&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine is guaranteed to the masses.&lt;br /&gt;Animals are banned from mating publicly within 1,500 feet of a tavern, school, or place of worship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bathhouses are against the law.&lt;br /&gt;It is a misdemeanor to shoot at any kind of game from a moving vehicle, unless the target is a whale.&lt;br /&gt;Women may not drive in a house coat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Florida&lt;br /&gt;Women may be fined for falling asleep under a hair dryer, as can the salon owner.&lt;br /&gt;A special law prohibits unmarried women from parachuting on Sunday or she shall risk arrest, fine, and/or jailing.&lt;br /&gt;If an elephant is left tied to a parking meter, the parking fee has to be paid just as it would for a vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to sing in a public place while attired in a swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;Men may not be seen publicly in any kind of strapless gown.&lt;br /&gt;Having sexual relations with a porcupine is illegal.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to skateboard without a license.&lt;br /&gt;When having sex, only the missionary position is legal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kansas&lt;br /&gt;Prohibits shooting rabbits from a motorboat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to rob a bank and then shoot at the bank teller with a water pistol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Indiana&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal for a liquor store to sell cold soft drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Liquor stores may not sell milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Michigan&lt;br /&gt;You may not swear in front of women and children in the state of Michigan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nebraska&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal for bar owners to sell beer unless they are simultaneously brewing a kettle of soup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;New York&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;It is against the law to throw a ball at someone's head for fun.&lt;br /&gt;A license must be purchased before hanging clothes on a clothesline.&lt;br /&gt;The penalty for jumping off a building is death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;North Dakota&lt;br /&gt;Beer and pretzels can't be served at the same time in any bar or restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to lie down and fall asleep with your shoes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ohio&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to fish for whales on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to get a fish drunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;br /&gt;A person is not eligible to become Governor if he/she has participated in a duel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Texas&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to take more than three sips of beer at a time while standing.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to drive without windshield wipers. You don't need a windshield, but you must have the wipers.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal for one to shoot a buffalo from the second story of a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to milk another person's cow.&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;The entire Encyclopedia Britannica is banned in Texas because it contains a formula for making beer at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;You must manually flush all urinals in a building.&lt;br /&gt;Butter substitutes are not allowed to be served in state prisons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112786858359811936?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112692257333372104</id><published>2005-09-16T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:02:53.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I AM TIRED AND I GO TO GOOGLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed by a dog : 1 in 700,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of dying while in the bath tub : 1 in 1,000,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed by space debris : 1 in 5 billion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed by poisoning : 1 in 86,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed by freezing : 1 in 3 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed by lightening : 1 in 2 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed in a car crash : 1 in 5,000Odds of being killed in a tornado : 1 in 2 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed by falling out of bed : 1 in 2 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being killed in a plane crash : 1 in 25 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Odds of being struck by a meterite : 1 in 10 trillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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 ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(hardly seems worth it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(woah..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(O.M.G.!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I'm still not over the pig.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Do not try this at home....... maybe at work.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;("Honey, I'm home. What the....?!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(30 minutes... lucky pig.... can you imagine??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Something I always wanted to know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Hmmmmmm........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(OK, so that would be a good thing....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A cat's urine glows under a black light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I know some people like that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Starfish have no brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I know some people like that too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Polar bears are left-handed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(What about that pig??):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kissing someone for 1 minute burns 26 calories&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112692257333372104?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112692257333372104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112692257333372104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112692257333372104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112692257333372104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-what-happens-when-i-am-tired.html' title='THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I AM TIRED AND I GO TO GOOGLE'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112667426254686726</id><published>2005-09-13T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:04:22.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posters-block</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOOOOOOO!!!!!!! says my brain, THINKING HURTS!!!!!!!! BRAIN TIRED JUST STARE A LITTLE MORE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I stare, and stare, and stare. And begin;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112667426254686726?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112667426254686726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112667426254686726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112667426254686726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112667426254686726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/09/posters-block.html' title='Posters-block'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112562928598801663</id><published>2005-09-01T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T19:48:05.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW Its Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112562928598801663?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112562928598801663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112562928598801663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112562928598801663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112562928598801663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-its-been-while.html' title='WOW Its Been A While'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112164969912489334</id><published>2005-07-17T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T18:21:39.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shnazfling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zung zip blabbing shnuzzletang. Meep kanoodle dee flung zip crongle? Hum ongle Wang Chung...flanging blabbing wigglezingle. Tang duh shnizzle! Razzle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bff.orangehairedboy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Find Out What I'm talking About Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112164969912489334?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112164969912489334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112164969912489334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112164969912489334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112164969912489334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/07/shnazfling.html' title='Shnazfling.'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112115271532970140</id><published>2005-07-11T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:18:35.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a Ugoogaly or is it Eulogy</title><content type='html'>Somberly 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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medium Large Phill clears his throat, sighs and begins to speak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must remain together and pray that out of the ashes ads and cats our beloved Captain will rise like the phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112115271532970140?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112115271532970140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112115271532970140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112115271532970140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112115271532970140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/07/ugoogaly-or-is-it-eulogy.html' title='a Ugoogaly or is it Eulogy'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112027848429704077</id><published>2005-07-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T18:12:43.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BY THE POWER OF ROCKRIDGE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here my friends are the some of my favorite quotes from the great movie "Blazing Saddles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: Who is this Mongo, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Jim: The Waco Kid: Well, Mongo ain't exactly a "who," he's more of a "what."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: Repeat after me: I... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Men: I... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: ...your name... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Men: ...your name... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: [to himself] Shmucks. [aloud] do pledge allegiance... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Men: ...do pledge allegiance... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: ...to Hedley Lamarr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Men: ...to Hedy Lamarr... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: That's *Hedley*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Men: That's Hedley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: I better go check out this Mongo character. [Bart reaches for his gun] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jim: Oh no, don't do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: Why not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jim: If you shoot him, you'll just make him mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: You be my guest, and I be your host. What be your pleasure, Jim? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jim: I don't know... play chess... screw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: [quickly] Let's play chess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Bart on grandstand to the townspeople] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: Excuse me while I whip this out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Bart reaches into waistline as crowd gasps and screams. Bart pulls out paper] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Crowd: Ahhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[describing how everyone wanted to duel him when he was The Waco Kid] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to two members of the KKK] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jim: Oh boys, lookee what I got heyuh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bart: Hey, where the white women at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buddy Bizarre: Cut, cut, cut, this is a closed set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: Piss on you, I'm working for Mel Brooks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Winds up to punch Buddy Bizarre] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buddy Bizarre: Not the face. Not the face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Taggart complies, punching him in the stomach] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buddy Bizarre: [collapsing] Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: My mind is aglow with whirling, transient nodes of thought careening thru a cosmic vapor of invention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: Ditto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: "Ditto"? "Ditto," you provincial putz? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: I got it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: What? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: Let's kill every first born male child in Rock Ridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: Nah, too Jewish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: What do you want me to do sir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: I want you to round up ever vicious criminal and gun slinger in the west. Take this down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Taggart looks for a pen and paper while Hedley talks] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: [finding pen and paper] Could you repeat that, sir? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[a gang, bent on destruction, reaches a tollbooth] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taggart: Anybody got a dime? Somebody's gotta go back and get a shitload a' dimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: But where would I find such a man? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[pause] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hedley Lamarr: ... Why am I asking you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112027848429704077?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112027848429704077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112027848429704077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112027848429704077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112027848429704077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/07/by-power-of-rockridge.html' title='BY THE POWER OF ROCKRIDGE!!!!!!'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-112002357783321988</id><published>2005-06-28T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T22:39:37.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You All SO Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-112002357783321988?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/112002357783321988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=112002357783321988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112002357783321988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/112002357783321988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/thank-you-all-so-much.html' title='Thank You All SO Much'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111947495897191017</id><published>2005-06-22T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T14:24:18.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Lists, Back With A Vengence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here we go the eradication of the plague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten most Polite Ways to Say Your Zipper Is Down.....by Medium Large Phill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(actually David Letterman shhh!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The cucumber has left the salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Quasimodo needs to go back in the tower and tend to his bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You need to bring your tray table to the upright and locked position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Paging Mr. Johnson... Paging Mr. Johnson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Elvis is leaving the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Buick is not all the way in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Our next guest is someone who needs no introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You've got a security breach at Los Pantalones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Men may be From Mars.....but I can see something that rhymes with Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ..1 way to tell someone his zipper is unzipped.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I always knew you were crazy, but now I can see your nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111947495897191017?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111947495897191017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111947495897191017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111947495897191017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111947495897191017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/top-ten-lists-back-with-vengence.html' title='Top Ten Lists, Back With A Vengence'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111819498602261568</id><published>2005-06-07T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:40:46.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Body of Danny Kilgore (part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Find the original post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://biognome.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why won't anybody help me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you walking by like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELP ME!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you see that I'm hurt? help me please!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Kilgore screamed out in agony as the rest of the world walked by oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Get up you fool'" a slithering voice says from behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? What do you mean get up?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up and listen, unless you want to die for real you had better come with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly rising Danny realizes that all his pain is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He feels better than he ever has before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111819498602261568?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111819498602261568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111819498602261568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111819498602261568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111819498602261568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/body-of-danny-kilgore-part-4.html' title='The Body of Danny Kilgore (part 4)'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111810897653927577</id><published>2005-06-06T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:58:56.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plague Caught Up With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Recently I have been avoiding meme's like, well, the plague. However the evilness that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abandonedhero.blogsome.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Abandoned Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; has tagged me. so without much further ado (sigh) here it is. My music meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Volume of Music on my Compy 386 (God Bless You Strongbad)&lt;br /&gt;This Computer, None&lt;br /&gt;My music/gaming computer, over half the hard drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last CD I Bought&lt;br /&gt;Actual CD: Dichotomy A - Grits&lt;br /&gt;Digital CD: Never bought a digital CD I have them though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Playing Right Now&lt;br /&gt;The Boy's Gone - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Two Sized Note: On second thought i choose to pass the baton onto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ragdollcustoms.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rag Doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111810897653927577?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111810897653927577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111810897653927577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111810897653927577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111810897653927577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/plague-caught-up-with-me.html' title='The Plague Caught Up With Me'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111792545922656907</id><published>2005-06-04T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:21:16.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Quotes From One Of My Favorite Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[the brothers race around the mall parking lot]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: We'll be all right if we can just get back on the expressway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: This don't look like no expressway to me, pal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: Don't yell at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: Well whadda you want me to do, Motorhead? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: Why da ya gotta be so negative all the time? Why can't ya offer some... constructive criticism? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: Help you two? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: Do you have any white bread ma'am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: I'll have some toasted white bread please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: You want butter or jam on that, honey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: No ma'am, dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: Do you have any fried chicken ma'am? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: Best damned chicken in the state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: You want chicken wings or chicken legs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: Four fried chickens and a Coke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: And some dry white toast please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: Ya'all want anything to drink with that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elwood: No ma'am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: A Coke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mrs. Murphy: Be right back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Donald 'Duck' Dunn: We had a band powerful enough to turn goat piss into gasoline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[to man in restaurant] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: [fakes accent] How much for the little girl? How much for the women? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man: What? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jake: Your women. I want to buy your women. The little girl, your daughters... sell them to me. Sell me your children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are all welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111792545922656907?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111792545922656907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111792545922656907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111792545922656907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111792545922656907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/few-quotes-from-one-of-my-favorite.html' title='A Few Quotes From One Of My Favorite Movies'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111776814450844580</id><published>2005-06-02T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T20:09:04.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I'm Off To Cry Myself To Sleep On My HUGE Pillow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Two Sized note: Guess what movie I took the title for this post from and recieve a prize of whatever is in your fridge!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111776814450844580?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111776814450844580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111776814450844580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111776814450844580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111776814450844580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/now-im-off-to-cry-myself-to-sleep-on.html' title='Now I&apos;m Off To Cry Myself To Sleep On My HUGE Pillow'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111766725983499865</id><published>2005-06-01T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T20:14:33.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Internet Crack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was so rich. Now I am so poor.&lt;br /&gt;Over 100 credits gambled away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Blog Explosion create such an addicting way to lose your credits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Two Sized Note: Now that I posted this I just won 4 or5 in a row.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Two Sized Note part deux: I have now lost four in a row since posting the first note)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111766725983499865?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111766725983499865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111766725983499865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111766725983499865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111766725983499865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-internet-crack.html' title='The New Internet Crack'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111751269740930596</id><published>2005-05-30T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:11:37.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back By Popular Demand: Horrible Horrible Pick Up LInes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok so not really but who cares its my blog and I can post what I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. I must be in heaven because I'm standing next to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. You must be from out of space cause I can see the stars in your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. If you were a booger I'd pick you first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. Can I have directions? ["To where?"] To your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Baby did you fart, 'cause you blow me away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Hi, I'm Mr. Right. Someone said you were looking for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;11. You know what? Your eyes are the same color as my Porsche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12. Do you have a map? Because I just keep getting lost in your eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;13. Is there an airport nearby or is that my heart taking off? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;14. Do you have any raisins? No? How about a date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111751269740930596?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111751269740930596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111751269740930596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111751269740930596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111751269740930596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-by-popular-demand-horrible.html' title='Back By Popular Demand: Horrible Horrible Pick Up LInes'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111751163930906031</id><published>2005-05-30T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:15:19.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because This Movie Is So Freakin Hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img284.echo.cx/my.php?image=joedirtcover400x3993ux.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img284.echo.cx/img284/4608/joedirtcover400x3993ux.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go guess untill all your hearts are content when somebody guesses the mvie right i will post a screenshot form the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111751163930906031?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111751163930906031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111751163930906031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111751163930906031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111751163930906031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/because-this-movie-is-so-freakin.html' title='Because This Movie Is So Freakin Hilarious'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111690418790863883</id><published>2005-05-23T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:09:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of A Song or Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I haven't decided what is gonna be yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Come and rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Save me from myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From all the stupid things I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From all the stupid thigs I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here I am broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am flat on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In need of grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Only You can give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Take in this lamb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lost and alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here I am frightened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Crying out to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111690418790863883?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111690418790863883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111690418790863883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111690418790863883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111690418790863883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/beginning-of-song-or-poem.html' title='The Beginning of A Song or Poem'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111651913961017741</id><published>2005-05-19T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:12:19.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to Misuse Office Supplies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cover your boss's desk in post-its askng for a raise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take a stapler and kill Timmy the mail boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Use a hole punch to peirce your ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Use a day-planner as a little black book (my math teacher gave that one makes me wonder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bubble wrap the computer of your boss's evil secretary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Steal the office supply cabinet and use it as a sled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's all for now enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111651913961017741?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111651913961017741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111651913961017741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111651913961017741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111651913961017741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/ways-to-misuse-office-supplies.html' title='Ways to Misuse Office Supplies'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111651758116155394</id><published>2005-05-19T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T08:48:00.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is a song that I came up with about two months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to stand with the righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to run through your gates with praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to shout it out to Zion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanna stand with the righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanna scream out your praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanna be your humble servant Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Break my heart for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to stand with the righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Its time to run through your gates with praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Its time to shout it out to Zion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Cause I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pick me up when I fall Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take me to see your crown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me run through the gates of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lord I'm coming back to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to stand with the righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Its time to run through your gates with praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Its time to shout it out to Zion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Cause I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to shout it out to Zion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Time to sing for the great I AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to let the nations know Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Its time to stand with the righteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Its time to run through your gates with praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Its time to shout it out to Zion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Cause I'm coming back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111651758116155394?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111651758116155394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111651758116155394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111651758116155394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111651758116155394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/song.html' title='A Song'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111595277040984702</id><published>2005-05-12T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:55:53.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess the Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img227.echo.cx/img227/287/p10100346dl.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do any of you guys know whhere and what this is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111595277040984702?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111595277040984702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111595277040984702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111595277040984702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111595277040984702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/guess-place.html' title='Guess the Place'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111582508236087476</id><published>2005-05-11T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T08:28:28.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralph Wiggum Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Me  fail English? That's unpossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Hi,  Super Nintendo Chalmers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Eww,  Daddy, this tastes like Gramma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;I bent  my wookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;The  doctor said I wouldn't have so many nose bleeds if I kept my finger outta there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Ralph:  "Daddy, I'm scared. Too scared to even wet my pants."&lt;br /&gt;Chief Wiggum: "Just relax and it'll come, son."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;I heard  your dad went into a restaurant and ate everything in the restaurant and they  had to close the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;And,  when the doctor said I didn't have worms any more, that was the happiest day of  my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; I  found a moonrock in my nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That's where I saw the leprechaun he teels me to burn things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS,Courier New,Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you have any other quotes feel free to put them in the comment section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111582508236087476?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111582508236087476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111582508236087476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111582508236087476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111582508236087476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/ralph-wiggum-quotes.html' title='Ralph Wiggum Quotes'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111561045830507473</id><published>2005-05-08T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T20:47:38.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Ways To Get Yourself Banned From The Blood Bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please if you guys try any of these don't say where you got the idea from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10. Watch the bag fill and go wow .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. Hyperventilate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;8. Pull the tube out of the bag and drink from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;7. Race to see who fills their bag first (requires two or more people).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;6. Puncture the bag near the top and see whether they pull the needle out of your arm before the blood squirts out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;5. While they're not looking, substitute a bag of orange liquid and complain they gave you too much Tang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4. Insist that you want to give 2 pints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. Faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Tell them you saw the bag twitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Yell, "Hey, you used that needle on the last guy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111561045830507473?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111561045830507473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111561045830507473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111561045830507473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111561045830507473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/top-ten-ways-to-get-yourself-banned.html' title='Top Ten Ways To Get Yourself Banned From The Blood Bank'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111524660850562202</id><published>2005-05-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T15:45:17.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://agorasnotes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111524660850562202?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111524660850562202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111524660850562202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111524660850562202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111524660850562202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/05/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111452916848903146</id><published>2005-04-26T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T08:26:08.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img57.echo.cx/my.php?image=p10100304pd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img57.echo.cx/img57/5016/p10100304pd.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Flag at the Korean War Memorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111452916848903146?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111452916848903146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111452916848903146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111452916848903146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111452916848903146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/04/old-glory.html' title='Old Glory'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111452813061838074</id><published>2005-04-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T08:09:54.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Washington Monument</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img250.echo.cx/my.php?image=p10101137ri.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This was taken about five minutes before the liquid sunshine started to cool off D.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111452813061838074?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111452813061838074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111452813061838074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111452813061838074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111452813061838074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/04/washington-monument.html' title='The Washington Monument'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111349553173894076</id><published>2005-04-14T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:18:51.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my computer is trying to give me an ipod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img176.echo.cx/img176/8094/veryfunny6pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 186px;" src="http://img176.echo.cx/img176/8094/veryfunny6pa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111349553173894076?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111349553173894076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111349553173894076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111349553173894076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111349553173894076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-computer-is-trying-to-give-me-ipod.html' title='my computer is trying to give me an ipod'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111341829853662537</id><published>2005-04-13T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T11:52:07.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Shall Be Known As....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The International Binary and Foreign Language day, because biognome says so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111341829853662537?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111341829853662537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111341829853662537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111341829853662537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111341829853662537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-shall-be-known-as.html' title='Today Shall Be Known As....'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111340708471197093</id><published>2005-04-13T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T11:31:22.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Bad PIck Up Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1. Are you a parking ticket? (What?) You got fine            written all over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Can I borrow a quarter? ["What for?"]&lt;br /&gt;        ... I want to call my mom and tell her I just met the girl of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pick up a pack of sugar that actually says, "sugar" on it            and say, "You dropped your nametag!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What does it feel like to be the most beautiful girl in this room?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in the hereafter? Well, then I guess you know what I'm            here after.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;7. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; hope you know CPR, because you take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Do you have a Bandaid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. There must be something wrong with my eyes, I can't take them off you.          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. Girl, you better have a license, cuz you are driving me crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111340708471197093?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111340708471197093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111340708471197093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111340708471197093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111340708471197093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/04/top-ten-bad-pick-up-lines.html' title='Top Ten Bad PIck Up Lines'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111290026437459920</id><published>2005-04-07T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:57:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qoutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok I got the idea to start a game on my blog where you post a quote and but don't tell what show its from and if you get it right then you post the next quote, and so on. The First Quote is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This snowflake tastes like fish sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gues the show and the charchter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111290026437459920?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111290026437459920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111290026437459920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111290026437459920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111290026437459920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/04/qoutes.html' title='Qoutes'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111150997135331787</id><published>2005-03-23T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T08:35:29.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terry Schaivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have been listening to all the things that everybody has been saying and I am just going to weigh in on the argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The term "brain dead" means that there is absolutely no electrical activity in any part of the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Terry Schaivo according to many doctors is not brain dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Richard Demme, who leads the ethics committee at the University of Rochester Medical Center in New York. His group is responsible for determining what kinds of life-prolonging medical care - if any - patients want, told WebMD what the term "a cosistent vegetative state" means in the Schaivo case:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"It means the lower part of the brain that tells her lungs to breathe is still intact. But it doesn't mean she has any thoughts or the ability to experience anything," Demme tells WebMD. "Her brain is pretty much full of fluid. Barring some miracle, she will never get any better than she is now. There is nothing in medicine we know of that will make her able to think or experience again. To suggest there are medical therapies that can help her - that all she needs is tender loving care and she will be romping in the back yard again - is cruel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;While this may be true, it gives no reason to pull the feeding tube out of Mrs Schaivo. Especially not if her parents have agreed to pay the medical costs of the tube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What it all comes down to is that by taking the tube out of Terry Schaivo it would violate one of her inalienable rights. Which are, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, Liberty, and The Pursuit of Happiness. A person who is brain dead, by medical terms is not alive and therefore has no inalienable rights. Once again Terry Schaivo is not brain dead, she is in "a persistent vegetative state" which by the way is highly debatable, a person who is in "a persistent vegetative state" is still alive and is still has inalienable rights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Also there is the fact of Mr. Schaivo collecting a 5 million dollar life insurance policy that he has on his wife. Terry Schaivo's nurse for one year has also turned in an accladavid to the Florida Court System and has also gone on Fox News and has stated that Mr. Schaivo was repeatedly heard saying "has she died yet?" and also "Has the b**** died yet?" and again "Why hasn't she died yet?" Loving husband who has his wifes best interests in mind? I think not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Also while I agree that the government should take action I believe that all that government can do is force the Florida State government to place the feeding tube back in, and if her "husband" (I say that because he has re-married and also has had children with his new "wife") wishes for to end her "persistent vegetative state" and since he sadly has the power of attorney that decision would have to stay and all that the government could legally do would to make her former husband end her life in a way that would be painful. Now before you all condemn me you realize that I do not agree with this but it is the truth as the saying goes the truth hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Note: I have more to say about this issue but right now this is all that I can type because of how disgusted that I am because of what the pitiful excuse for a human who Terry Schaivo made the mistake of marrying has done to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111150997135331787?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111150997135331787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111150997135331787' title='0 Comments'/><link 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serious &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;about lightning up.&lt;br /&gt;Lately i have noticed that too many people are just&lt;br /&gt;TAKING LIFE TOO SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its like all the people that i know have a small tree up their butt&lt;br /&gt;and i know that a lot of them were tired from the play and were stressing over it&lt;br /&gt;but when the people around me are pissy then i too get pissy and i HATE being pissy&lt;br /&gt;And another thing why is being in the play an excuse in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;i've been in two and even during the hardest times i sucked it up and had a god outlook on it&lt;br /&gt;and you know i can understand the people who had 300 lines were stressing out but if you came on three times and had 150 lines and were a jerk for three weeks solid then i have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;i mena not even the lead who had 750 lines wasn't a jerk he was tired but not a jerk&lt;br /&gt;and if it seems like i am in-directly calling certain people out&lt;br /&gt;i am and if you have a problem with it then come talk to me&lt;br /&gt;don't go ranting and raving to everybody that you know behind my back&lt;br /&gt;which is another problem for another time&lt;br /&gt;thats my rant and boy did that feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111016797735329762?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111016797735329762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111016797735329762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111016797735329762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111016797735329762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-so-its-time-to-get-serious.html' title='Ok so its time to get serious'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-111016709041167627</id><published>2005-03-06T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:47:21.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today's quote comes from: The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were going to burn the third nice thing that you have ever done for me?&lt;br /&gt;No, the fire represents your............ musical ability.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Bart, I've missed your lies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-111016709041167627?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/111016709041167627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=111016709041167627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111016709041167627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/111016709041167627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110987099485578157</id><published>2005-03-03T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T09:29:54.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly But Surely I am Losing My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What is it about today where everything is going wrong and I can't stop screwing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quite possibly the only good thing about today is the fact that soccer is starting today, but I can't enjoy that because I have afternoon detention  untill 4:30 and practice is only till 5:00. Today sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks, it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It really really sucks and its only second period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110987099485578157?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110987099485578157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110987099485578157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110987099485578157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110987099485578157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/03/slowly-but-surely-i-am-losing-my-mind.html' title='Slowly But Surely I am Losing My Mind'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110982340010320726</id><published>2005-03-02T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T20:16:40.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY!??!?!!?!??!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really don't get the hubbub that is going on about displaying the ten commandments in public. Personallly I think that they should be displayed not only because I am a christian and they are given by God, but mainly because the founding fathers of this Great nation thought that they were a good set of laws and they believed that so much that they set up many of our laws just as they are set up in the ten commandments. In my mind if the fathers of our nation thought that they were important enough to use and to place in public, I think that we should keep it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110982340010320726?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110982340010320726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110982340010320726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110982340010320726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110982340010320726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/03/why_02.html' title='WHY!??!?!!?!??!!!!'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110982216228807332</id><published>2005-03-02T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T19:56:29.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am 17&lt;br /&gt;I am a christian and a republican&lt;br /&gt;Some people (like Katie) view me as a redneck and a hick but really the only difference is the hair and what their belt buckles look like&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my next subject belt buckles are really cool&lt;br /&gt;I go to a small christian private school&lt;br /&gt;I like almost any type of music&lt;br /&gt;I am currnetly attempting to learn HTML code but am failing miserably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110982216228807332?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110982216228807332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110982216228807332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110982216228807332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110982216228807332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/03/little-about-me.html' title='A little about me'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110964167586258684</id><published>2005-02-28T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T08:12:08.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Reasons..... numero..... two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I dislike head injuries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. It bleeds like a mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Headaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Its hard to think because your head hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. They tend to reopen like mine just did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. They tend to concussionate if you get a bad one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Any and all ability to think grammatically and logically goes out the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Ability to focus way away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. I can't remember where I put anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. I type way slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. I could also be mistaken for being high because of the aimless wandering around the snack aisle in the grocery store as I make fun of the word twinkie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110964167586258684?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110964167586258684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110964167586258684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110964167586258684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110964167586258684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/02/top-ten-reasons-numero-two.html' title='Top Ten Reasons..... numero..... two'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110908660395464648</id><published>2005-02-22T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T07:39:37.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dislike Techno.&lt;br /&gt;1. Any idiot with a synthesizer and a voice can make a "good" techno song&lt;br /&gt;2. Any quadrapalegic with fingers can make "good" techno&lt;br /&gt;3. Its the same beat no matter what song (played anyway even in the vacuum of space)&lt;br /&gt;4. Europeans don't even like it, not even the French&lt;br /&gt;5. There is no guitar (even if it sounds like there is its synthesized)&lt;br /&gt;6. Its so crappy that I am even dumber than hearing it&lt;br /&gt;7. Not even worth writing the last three reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110908660395464648?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110908660395464648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110908660395464648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110908660395464648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110908660395464648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/02/top-10-reasons.html' title='Top 10 Reasons ....'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110886853403511345</id><published>2005-02-19T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T21:45:59.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THE WINTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All that I have to say is that Utah winters ROCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went skiing with my cousins on sunday (think that God will forgive me for fellowshiping with other christians and skiing at the same time?) and well to say the least it was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;There was 24" of new sweet Utah powder and it was still snowing.&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome day untill I got out to the car to discover that the remote key ntry wouldn't work. That could only mean one of two things; either it got wet in my pocket or....&lt;br /&gt;the car battery is dead.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, it was the battery. I spent twenty minutes going around trying to find somebody who had jumper cables that were beefy enough to jump Big Tim (2000 Chevy Surbuban).&lt;br /&gt;Well luckily a guy who i had been talking to in the terrain park came up and offerd me his cables and his truck to start mine with. Praise God that they worked. I would not have wanted to ask sit there in the cold waiting for my dad to bring me up a pair of cables or endure the look of "really what were you thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't let it spoil my day and it certainly won't spoil my time with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogging!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110886853403511345?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110886853403511345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110886853403511345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110886853403511345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110886853403511345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-winter.html' title='I LOVE THE WINTER'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110827935428750902</id><published>2005-02-12T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T23:26:27.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Right now i am currently reading "The Davinci Code" and am thouroughly enjoying even though it does take some serious shots towards christianity I believe that if my faith is not strong enough to be tested then do i really have faith at all? But that isn't the subject of this post i just want to see what you guys are reading and what you think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110827935428750902?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110827935428750902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110827935428750902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110827935428750902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110827935428750902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-are-you-reading.html' title='What Are You Reading'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110787946906103529</id><published>2005-02-08T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T08:19:06.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loudest Are Always The Most Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I have trouble controlling my voice a.k.a. i am a loud person and many a time I have been asked why I am so loud. Well I now am going to reveal to the entire world why I am so loud. My cousin enlightend me to the fact that when in an argument the loudest person usually comes out winning. Also when you are loud it seems like your smarter to so just be loud and be smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110787946906103529?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110787946906103529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110787946906103529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110787946906103529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110787946906103529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/02/loudest-are-always-most-right.html' title='The Loudest Are Always The Most Right'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110684692783099587</id><published>2005-01-27T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T08:40:48.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention all you Techno Kiddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There is hope if you are addicted to synthesized music. Listen to Skillet they use a synthesized keyboard but its rock. So go out and buy the CD! Listen and you just might be saved. Also if Skillet doesn't tickle your fancy then listen to Uberzone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO IT OR GET OFF MY BLOG!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110684692783099587?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110684692783099587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110684692783099587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110684692783099587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110684692783099587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/01/attention-all-you-techno-kiddies.html' title='Attention all you Techno Kiddies'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110671410103613258</id><published>2005-01-25T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:38:42.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About my title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just in case that you are wondering why the title of my blog is Medium Large. It came from when I went snowboarding with my friends. My Dad who happens to have the same name as me but standing at 6'4" he is shall we say a bit larger than my 6'1". so since I am not really small but not large I became medium large.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110671410103613258?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110671410103613258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110671410103613258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110671410103613258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110671410103613258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/01/about-my-title.html' title='About my title'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10392204.post-110667121340346748</id><published>2005-01-25T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:39:03.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post Hooray!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alright so all year I have been sitting next to my friend who has been on blogger for a while(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abandonedhero.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;abandonedhero.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;) and so I decided to make a blog of my own. These are the fruits of my labor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10392204-110667121340346748?l=mediumlargephill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/feeds/110667121340346748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10392204&amp;postID=110667121340346748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110667121340346748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10392204/posts/default/110667121340346748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mediumlargephill.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-post-hooray.html' title='First Post Hooray!!!!!'/><author><name>Medium Large Phill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02976204056700297136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
