What the heck is that? ... OMG!

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Dear Constant Reader,

People who speak net aren't fit to shampoo my ass hairs.
I have nothing that I need to add to that, so I'm going to get onto why I'm blogging tonight.
The man that I'm living with has something in his woods, and I'm not entirely sure what the H-E-double hockey sticks it is. He wants to tell me that it's bats, but he's clearly insane.
While walking, I heard this insane screeching sound coming from the woods, and this was followed by some rustling.
I was quite sure that I shit my pants, but I'm still too creeped out to actually smell any possible crap that may or may not be in my pants.
This thing in the woods is kind of like the Orovo that my landlord/caretaker/idiot/lunatic takes to make sure that he doesn't have another heart attack.
I'm pretty sure that I hope he does have another heart attack though.

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