| .navigate. |
//home
//08/30/03 - Children shows and the taliban
//07/23/03 - Foreplay, it's a wonderful thing
//04/22/03 - Kung Pao Chicken & Fatal Attraction
//04/22/03 - Hairy Jungle Boy, a.k.a: James Ryland-Neto
//04/19/03 - Girls & Getting "Whited"
//02/21/03 - Sandwich Men and the "F" Word
//03/11/03 - Check out Ask Jeeves Answer
//02/02/03 - For Tilden Grads
//01/19/03 - Canadians and Their Flag
//01/03/03 - Air Travel
//12/18/02 - The end is near...
//12/12/02 - But seriously folks...
//12/09/02 - The importance of russians to the world
//12/03/02 - dum Dum DUMMMMMM..TONY GINI...AHHHHHH..RUN..SAVE YOURSELF
//11/27/02 - Christmas Songs and Squirrels
//11/25/02 - Whats Up with toliet water anyways?
//11/22/02 - Hey People!
//11/12/02 - Stand up for revoulution!!!!
|
|
| Christmas songs and Squirrels |
Hello friends,
Many years ago, a wise old Chinese man told me, "Reach for the stars, and you will find your goal." I nodded in respect and he walked away into the distance. I wondered for a moment for what he had said to me may be important, so I thought, "How can I reach for the stars?" "Why did I just waste 20 bucks on that advice?"
Well, ladies and gents, i present today's topic, damn christmas songs on the radio for 2 month straight. Have you people been on the "old lonely people's radio station: FM 97.1"? There playing Christmas Songs, from Thanksgiving all the way to Christmas. UGH, your parents turn on the radio and, "ooo christmas treeeeee, ooo christmas treeee....yadiya" its jolly.....for a week. Then at the end of that week, something really bad SNAPS, suddenly, i felt angered at the damn DJ playing those same damn songs, "Have yourself a merry, merry christmas...." I turned it on, and there it was, like a chant, "blah blah blah blah" I suddenly have this adrenline rush and BOOM, i found myself throwing the radio across the room and into the squirel which have been feasting on the porch. The poor squirel shrieked in pain and quielty passed away, probably from the after effects of the dying sound of "O christmas tree". It's like being locked in a dark room, with endless annoying music of dead musicians playing over and over and over again. Sometimes, I just want to strut right into the radio station and whack that man with a 12 feet christmas tree. Damn DJ, torturing young kids with old people songs. For god sakes, this is not Brazil, we don't like pshycoligical warefare. A man (pardon the pun), can go crazy after listening to the continuous beats of a jingle bell. One solution, I turn OFF the radio...Ahhhhhh....but it never works because somehow the off button been ripped off of the radio. Damn squirels, they wanted revenge for "Fred" there family member. Damn squirels, they have no use in the world, they just run around in circles and make a shrieking noise whenver a nut or a 2x4 is trown into them. I just want to grab those furry little tails and swing them around.....and then...(vein pops)...ok..Will...come down....remeber what the psychologist told u....think happy warm thoughts.....ok....ummm...Jennifer Lopez...ahh...a 2003 Dodge Viper, 500 Hp......cars...(drooling)....
-ur friendly neighboorhood chink,
Will
|
|
//home
//top
This website was made by Jess & is copyright & TM Jess and Will. The contents herein are NOT my responsibility, nor are the spelling errors... I just make the pretty layout :D
|
|
