yup, yup, yup

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W00t! You know how much I love memes, I found this on EspressoNinja’s site. Lemmie tell yeah this guy is a great writer, very funny, and he works at Starbucks. Course I’ll admit, I feel inadiquate to order anything tought there. I’ll stick to a Venti Coffee of the day, and a Frappichino (ack! thanks to him I learned its not even coffee.) So check him out.

1.If you were a celebrity, what kind would it be (movies, tv, literature, crime, etc)?
I think I would be a “Crossover” celebrity. You know, the kind that to movies, tv, some ballroom dance, and movie critic. I think it would be really cool to go to a massive movie premier that I am staring in.

2. Which other celebrities would you make a concerted effort to try and be around?
I think it would be great directors (John Carpenter, Lucas, Speilberg, etc) Course William H. Macy is like a god.

3. Which other celebrities would you avoid like the plague?
That dude that does the Punk’d show, Michael Jackson, and anyone else that annoys me, that I can’t think of right now.

4. Which celebrities would you date?
My god, who wouldn’t I date?! I’d be a whore! But I’d have to draw the line at Courtney Love. I think I would just try and woo Natalie Portman.

5. What would be your “Celebrity Cause”?
I think it would be the “Taco-Bell Revolution” The “Rev”, as I would call it would have a taco coloured magnetic ribbon, and we would further the knowledge of the revolution by promoting alot of double speak and half-talk. Thank you.

6. Since celebs always get off, what crime(’s) would you commit?
I’ve always thought just killing the person, then starting the mental warfare of making your family belive you never exisited, would be neat. I’d call it the “I killing you then I make your family belive you never exisited”.

7. What would be the name of your tell-all book?
“OI, mothafuka Get your pansy white ass over here so I can beat you with my Sockmonkey”. I think it would be a number 1 bestseller, don’t you?

8. Tag 3 people to do this poll.
Crystal,
Megan,
and of course,
Heather.

The word is given. Warp Speed, Mr. Doohan - RIP

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‘At the outbreak of World War II, aged 19, he joined the Royal Canadian Artillery, and was eventually commissioned as a lieutenant. His first combat assignment was the invasion of Normandy at Juno Beach on D-Day. Shooting two snipers along the way, Doohan’s unit made its way to higher ground and took defensive positions. That night, crossing between command posts at 11:30, he took six hits from a German machine gun: four in his leg, one in the chest, and one through his middle right finger. The chest bullet was stopped by his silver cigarette case; the shot finger was amputated, and on screen he would generally conceal this. Despite his wounds, Doohan remained in the military, trained as a pilot for the Royal Canadian Air Force, and flew an artillery observation plane, though he was once labeled the “craziest pilot in the Canadian Air Forces”.’

Godspeed, Scotty, godspeed.

OMG I’m politcal! wait he’s Canadian!

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darth bush Omg by posting this in my blog I have totally become the 4000+ political blogs that are on blogexplosion! heh, not even that, I’m not allowed to vote, as I am not an American citizen, I am making fun of your commander-in-chief! God forbid an immigrant makes fun! I just giggled when I saw this and had to save it. If you can’t make fun of polititions, who can you make fun up? (Other than celebrities?)

Today I helped a little old lady out, with getting some multch, and standing in line with her, and then doing the carry out, cause I am a great guy like that. She had already offered to “pay for my coffee” but I decliened saying that she didn’t have to do that as I get paid pretty well (cough, cough) for what I do here. after I put the plants in her car, I was closing the door, and starting to wish her a good, day, she inturrupted me, and shoved something in my vest pocket. I smiled and waved and walked back to the store. 1.2 way there I stuck my hand in my pocket, and pulled out what she gave me; a nice crumpled $1 “for my coffee”. I giggled, and bought myself a soda for break. Hey atleast it wasn’t a quarter or a dime, like in National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, when the grandmother offers Audrey a quarter if she rubs her feet. heh.

thats hot

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Surfing the net today I found some more pictures of Paris Hiltons burger commercial. I do love sex in advertising. But can Paris thats hotmake eating a burger that could explode your heart sexy? Can she make all the grease dripping of said heart exploding burgers sexy? Hell yes! As lond as she’s not talking, not moving, not doing anything that will show everyone that she’s dumber than a bag full of nails, then she can make just about anything sexy. Course maybe not roadkill, but it really depends on what was killed, I think.