Wednesday, May 27, 2009

let it happen, ocean avenue.

so like i was all oh no you did not you stoopid self loathing pretintious.......oh. sorry. i didn't see you come in. i was uh, just on this uber importante buisness call. yeah. so what're you doin here man? ..... uh huh. uh huh. wait with matt donahue? ... NO WAI! you so did not! and .... i'm sorry i missed that last part, i was busy busting. ........ o really?

you okay there? you sort of collapsed from excitement. i know. conversing with me CAN have that effect on people. don't feel too bad about it. you should feel worse about keeping sunshine in your pocket. i mean seriously dude! sunshine is there for all of us and i most certainly will not allow this habadasherie to stand you egomaniacle son of a- shut your mouth, i'm talking right now! i can'tbelieve you would keep even a little sunshine all to yourself and just let the rest of us have a whole pocketfull less shine of the sun in our lives! you know what, that's it. i'm leaving.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

i wanna mean it from the back of my broken hand.

Yo, listen up!
Happa hollah from Wade.
"Naked Mole Rap" is the name of the song.
Here's a story, in all it's glory, ain't hidin' nothin',
don't know what the truth is, how Ron met Rufus.
Never heard a cat bark, never heard a puppy purr,
'cause my dad's allergic to every kind of fur.
So I searched for hairless pets on the internet,
saw a JPEG of a pink thing, gonna need sunscreen!

What is that?
That freaky thing?
Yes that's right, it's a Naked Mole Rat!
Come on y'all, let the girlies sing!
Listen to the Naked Mole Rap!

Aha!

What is that?
That freaky thing?
Yes that's right, it's a Naked Mole Rat!
Hey wait, I can't hear the girls sing!
Listen to the Naked Mole Rap!

I heard Smarty Mart was having a sale,
on a hairless pink rodent with a long skinny tail.
Seemed to me this could be a solution,
the perfect pet for my dad's sensetive constitution.
So the manager came to open the cage. He said:
"You know that pet's hairless."
I said: "I couldn't care less."
Handed him to me and said:
"Be careful, don't drop it, and do you want this cage?"
"No I keep him in my pocket!"

What is that?
That freaky thing?
Yes that's right, it's a Naked Mole Rat!
Come on y'all, let the girlies sing!
Listen to the Naked Mole Rap!

Hey hey!

What is that?
That freaky thing?
Yes that's right, it's a Naked Mole Rat!
I'm gonna buy me, some bling-blings!
Listen to the Naked Mole Rap!

Oh can I get a Booyah?
Booyah!

Oh can I get a Booyah?
Booyah!

Look at the camera say "Cheese"!
Smile for the camera say "Cheese"!

We go to Bueno Nacho, Chimorito, and a Naco,
Always grande size it. Why not? I'm buyin'!

Rufus in my pocket.
Can't stop it.
Can't top it.
Don't drop it!
You might just pop it.

Rufus and Ron Stoppable,
with our best friend Kim Possible.
We're not afraid of any attack.
I say "Yo KP, we've got ya back!"

What is that?
That freaky thing?
Yes that's right it's a Naked Mole Rat!
Come on ya'll, let the girlies sing!
Listen to Naked Mole Rap!

Uh, uh!

What is that?
Super freaky thing!
Yes that's right it's a Naked Mole Rat!
Wooh! Come on ya'll, let the girlies sing!
Listen to the Naked Mole Rap.
Listen to the Naked Mole Rap.

Friday, May 15, 2009

dancin with myself

wa oh! yeah. i'm fairly certain that i've lost the last actual reader of this blog. ooooooooooooh nooooooooooh!!! heh. but i'm still here. a rebel without a cause. or some bull shit like that. i dont know. so yeah. ive re-re--re-re-re-re-re-started on my comic books. i think i'll get a few finished up and ready for print this summer. but i am more inclined to focus on getting myself into awesome shape and health, which follows shape. yup. good times. good times. yeah. okay. guess i'm off. no one to complain, cuz no one's reading. to my knowledge. yeah.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

mr. howard eats pants.

it's true, he does. and it's unfortunate. very. yeah. so. how y'all been? goooooooooooooooood? well i'm sorry to hear that. your mom never mentioned. oh, umm, i uh, promised her i wouldn't tell you. oh! subject change. i'm not dead. i'm glad you're so F. N. estatic. (he says in his best teenaged sarcastic voice) don't all jump up and aplaud at once. ugh! did you guys here? well then scrape that crud out of your ear and listen up! trix now has a new flavor called... take a guess. wrong again! it's "OMG orange". yes i'm serious. how sad is that? i mean i'm sorta depressed with our exosintialism we call the current way of life we have goin here. damn. you called me on it. you are so right, i have no idea what exostintialism means. none what-so-ever. i'm sure i did at some point. mmmm. so. seriously, the current state of the animation industry makes me very sad. and i'm fairly certain i know the gosh darned cause. so here you go. it's all those stupid parents that are all uptight and also unfortunately, wound way too tight. they think if they can't control everything in their child's life they'll fail or some B.S. little do they know that they are actually ruining their kids lives. and slowly but surely, the entertainment of everyone elses. and you know what the final staws are? they messed with something that didn't deserve it. sesame street. not animation, but still. they made oscar the grouch, no longer a grouch, and the cookie monster addicted to healthy crap like celery! i call shinanagins upon this! do you know what you've done to me? i no longer wake up early on saturday mornings! do you know what that's like for a morning person? it is NOT pleasant. it ruins the whole day. damn you all to something not pleasnt! not pleasant at ALL!!!!! another group of people that this goes double for is the damn suits in charge of what gets on the T.V. not keeping anything good, and letting this crap happen in the first place, and even worse! C-O-N-T-I-N-U-E! that's continue for those of you whom can not spell. UGH! i'm angry. no more typing. see you tomarrow.