Because now I just keep spending all my time here.
Also, my brothers and I developed a new kind of knock-knock joke (not a funny kind). Here is a prototype:
Knock knock.
Who's there?
Tom.
Tom who?
Tom Brokaw-- not the famous one, though.
I don't want to be This Kind of blogger, but also let me tell you a sad and funny story. Well, it isn't a story really. It's just, I got my hair cut and I felt like I looked ridiculous. Then I thought I had to fart but instead I shit my pants. Just a little bit.
I'm 31 years old.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
why I quit doing anything else on the internet
Labels:
achewood,
haircuts,
knock-knock jokes,
sharts
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2 comments:
oh, the shart, the shart. at least you already looked funny before the brown spot spread about your nether-regions.
at least you didn't shit somebody else's pants.
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