Me: 1 Panda's: 0

So I've come to the conclusion,

ALL PANDA SYMPATHIZERS ARE COWARDS!

*ahem* yes, what I said is true. After my blatant disregard for those flea infested mongrels I found that no one, and I mean no one had anything negative to say about my clear hatred for them. Cuddly? No. Cute? No.

I'm left with two possible causes, the first. Panda's are so deep in our system that people fear speaking out against them.
Or two, as I said. People who love Panda's are (Pardon the french) Pussies.

So I'm going to continue my search for hatefilled panda bashing goodness, and while I do, we'll see just who tries to get me. Peta, I even emailed you. You scaredy cat bastards.

It's Coming!

I know! The pun was not intended. I am just letting my faithful readers who have emailed me saying, "Why have you stopped posting?!" That my refried beans... Er blog is about to be active again, I have just been creating a list of sites that I am okay with spamming and getting banned from.


I've also realized Disneyland supports Panda's, as such....

Knott's Berry Farm too. Both theme parks are selling Panda propaganda, and it's detestable!


Still I have to sit in wonder about how far into our infrastructure these demon bastards have spread! No longer shall I allow the world to think them cute! They eat babies!

I have proof, but I cannot reveal it yet.

Oh and apparently. Disneyland isn't kid friendly, and they don't sell alcohol. Talk about screwing the pooch. Or the Pooh bear. Whatever you'd prefer.

Also, I have discovered small wooden ferris wheels invoke a primal fear of heights in me. Dragon swings make my testicles feel like they don't exist, and well

I GOT A FUCKING EYEPATCH

Paint Guns Are Awesome.

So I've been having fun with the newly purchased paint gun in my home. I painted my bathroom and am now trying to construct an end table. For this I have procured a jigsaw and some nails. A hammer also! Though I have little training in the art of woodcraft... I figure I am genetically engineered to be the best, most amazing, awesome, and potentially lethal wood worker the world has ever known.

Maybe I will even construct some home-made spears for the PDS (Panda Death Squad).

I will soon upload some pictures and show you my works! The end-table has yet to be started. But soon my friends... I will be on the way to creating things with my hands.

One of the many things on my list of stuff to do before I die.

Drunken wandering!

So anotherr game night has ensued. And some random things occured. First. I got wasted, *typical* second. I recieved an email stating penguin (the publisher) has picked up my poetry and is planning on publishing it as a compilation. Unfortunately they want more of my work... And are offering me a cut, but hey I can't complain! I may soon eenouhg have a book in my name out and about!

YES! Goal number 37: Become historical success!

There's no way I am to be denied the history books if I have a book published.

I've also formed the PDS (Panda Death Squad) with Neff. I will link you to him and his sites eventuallyyy when I have a valid link and all that. He's a cool guy readers, probably cooler then I so check it out!

Also, I've got the statistics blog up and running, i'll link to it soon.

Remmeber don't play soccer. Male chances of ball kickage are,

1 in 3.

That means every three games of full player soccer you are in, one of them you will be kicked where it hurts! I warned you!

The Economy And People

So I am a bit pissed off.

It seems the economy is the cause for dozens of deaths in the US, suicide rates have lifted, and what do we get for it? Stupid slow speed pursuits where a man named Mustafa Mustafa, ends up shooting themselves. For what?

So you lost your business... Work for it again.

So you lost your house... Apartments aren't so bad.

I don't understand why the government works the way it does. They will run 50 ads a day saying just how "bad" smoking is. But wont take the time to offer a simple commercial saying, "Suicide isn't the way"?

I mean wtf. The news showed this old lady who couldn't afford her house, so she shot herself.

She survived and was rushed to the hospital... The government helped her out with her mortgage. Are you FUCKING kidding me?! Move her to a home. Teach her to not go for sub-prime mortgages. Don't just go, "Awww here."

It creates a situation where these dumbasses all suddenly assume that the easy path is the right one.

It's NOT.

It never is.

You may not hurt anymore, but you hurt EVERYONE else.

Saints Row 2 + Thoughts

You know I've still been under the pressure of my shaving experiment. And even today there was no itching. (I may have a full beard before I need to shave (-_-) Anyways.. I've run into a few thoughts today. First, I was playing Saints Row 2. And let me say this game has it all. Prostitution, Drug Dealing, Drug Trafficking, Blood, Violence, Gang Warfare, Toxic Waste, Love, Romance, Guns, Stun Guns, Boats, Planes, Cars, and lots of missions.

So yes it's the best game I've ever played and definitely allows me to vent my rage on the unsuspecting residents of Stillwater. Still... They seem smarter. You burn a guy's face with some radioactive waste... And guess what, everyone hates you. It's dynamic, it's amazing... And I love it. Is this bound to be another Mercenaries 2 where you beat it and it's no longer as exciting? Of course. But regardless. It's an amazing game to say the least.

Now onto my thoughts. I've got to wonder just what's going on. Cause at this point. I no longer have any idea lol