Old Ramblings
Making this page was a complete waste of time!
I don't even have an excuse, I refuse to waste my time on making one as well!
01/10/01
27/09/01
24/09/01
22/09/01
21/09/01
20/09/01
19/09/01
18/09/01
31/08/01
13/08/01
27/07/01
01/10/01
Well, I'll be damned! Who would have thought that urine was flammable! I've never tried it before, but I read about it somewhere today.
Isn't the date funny today? 01-10-01 hehehe
BEAUTIFUL GARBAGE is out today! I'm gonna but it! I'm gonna buy it!
27/09/01
Well the trial exams are finally over, except we still got another Science exam…I think most of you know the story. Well for those people responsible, I think the constant diarrhoea and haemorrhoids is enough punishment for you people. The Little Men will come to get you, the evil ones, the ones that give people lifetimes of constant diarrhoea and haemorrhoids. And then you will never be able to sit down or touch your arse because of the severity of your haemorrhoids. These Little Men have warned people about it, and it doesn't sound good. Oh well, too late to change the past, you'll just have to suffer an agonising lifetime of constant diarrhoea and haemorroids. So for the people responsible - I won’t "hurt" you (like I could anyway, unless I kick you in the nuts), I think that what you are about to go through is enough punishment for you and enough entertainment for us.
24/09/01
Ok, I admit it, I'm a hypocrite! I listened to that Garbage song again, and it's pretty catchy. By the way, the song is called Cherry Lips and it's very different to all their other stuff, so if you've heard their old stuff and their new stuff, then you can understand where I'm coming from.
I think teachers are hypocrites too. They tell you not to do something and yet they do it as well. Like the whole mobile phone thing, 90% of them bring their phones to school. Next time they catch you doing something bad, tell them that they used to smoke pot. Scary image but it might work.
And I've also changed the ending to the story about the weird little bear.
22/09/01
Well, I’m freaked out now! Well, you might not call it “freak out” but I do! Let me tell you about it. I think Garbage rocks so I’m downloading some new Garbage songs from their album, Beautiful Garbage. Because they’ve changed so much, I was having second thoughts about buying they’re album. I know they lose money when we download but…whatever. So I’m listening to them and I’m thinking what the hell happened to her voice. It was all friggin’ computerised! They’re getting all “poppy” and “ouwee” and their songs are computerised, not cool-computerised but hide-her-funky-voice-computerised! All these friggin’ teenyboppers are gonna like them (I think, but then again, I can’t predict anything for shit) and then Garbage won’t be so cool any more. I want them to be cool! Sorry to all my teenybopper friends…I don’t think I have any teenybopper friends. I don’t consider any of my friends as teenyboppers because then they’d have to be really SAD. If you’re a teenybopper, you’d be a “funky”-semi-teenybopper or a SAD and TRAGIC teenybopper. Well, moving along now, Garbage will still be cool but not a you-rock-kind-of-cool (actually, maybe they will, I don’t know)! I think they’ll still rock because they’re old stuff is cool! Well, I hope that they don’t go all teenyboppery, but I don’t think Shirley Manson will let that happen anyway because she’s cool!
Well, actually come to think of it, it’s really only one song out of the three I’ve already heard that’s all gone “poppy” and “ouwee”. I’ll still like Garbage whatever they do. And their songs usually grow on me anyway…how tragic! Well…I suck now…I’ve just told you about my Garbage “crisis”. I’ve also got this “thing” with inverted commas at the moment. I’ve used it a lot in the “biographies”.
21/09/01
Well, I was going through the paper and I found this ad...
It's not that funny but it is a little. It was from a newspaper from the 1930's.
20/09/01
Hewo peepoo! Woah, three ramblings in a row, that’s really weird. I don’t have much to ramble on about but I’ll make up a story.
By the way, Ramona and I have made this story in Science about this pro wrestling kid…It’ will be up soon. But here’s the link to the story I just made up.
here --> Ü
Oh yeah, I just want to say that COCKTAILS is a really funny word.
19/09/01
Today was kind of weird today. I don’t know why…come to think of it, I think it was my pants…yeah, I think it was the new pants I wore. Well they’re not that new, I just haven’t worn them for such a long period of time.
You know what? I don’t like people who aren’t nice to me because they’re not nice to me, and because they’re not nice to me, I won’t like them. I’m so full of shit today. Well here’s a song I wrote:
Bloop di poo boo
Thwap ti ploo woo
I got a new shoe
It looks really blue
But it’s not.
I didn’t really get a new shoe but it’s a pretty cool word when you say it enough. Shoe, shoe, shoe. I should make a second verse…I’m a real bum today.
Bloop di poo boo
Thwap ti ploo woo
I got an Oreo
Totally mutated
But I’ll eat it anyway
Because they’re yummy
Ok, that bit sucked…As you can see I’m a real BUM today…because I haven’t had my daily dose of red cordial. I've put up a picture of Hamburger Stud. He looks better than that though.
18/09/01
I'm a bum!...I'm a friggin' BUM!
31/08/01
Bwap!! That's like a really cool way of saying "Hey you!" or “Piss off!” or “Help!” Like all you have to do is remember is “Bwap!” and someone will look at you because they think you’re weird. I do stuff like that at school all the time and people notice but they don’t think I’m weird because…like…I’m not a weird person. I think that Lee is really weird. Winnie’s weird sometimes as well. Like …you know…it’s just weird how they…you know…it’s just inhuman…it’s like…righhhht, weirdo!
I’m gonna make a list of stuff to do so people don’t think you’re weird. It should be here soon. It sounds gay now, but it’s not because you’re sort of weird as well, which means you can read it and follow it, because it’s magic!
Yeah, well, anyway! Bookshelves are cool! Because they’re really nice to us! They like holding books and stuff for us. I know because I asked them. They said, “Yes, we like to hold books and stuff!” Did you know if you talk to your furniture nicely, they’ll behave. I’m nice to my furniture that’s why stuff doesn’t fall off them.
I know it’s sort of short today but I have a new theory thingy. And I’m going to make more updates and I’m going to write more stuff and make more updates. And Shirley Manson is really cool because she’s really cool!
13/08/01
Why hello again my cheery little putty pots!!! I think it’s
time for an update! Those guys keep asking me when I’m going to update when
no one has even seen the first rambling. If you haven’t seen the first
rambling go see it because my cat smells.
My Theories of the Little Men is up. It’s a little section at the
bottom of this page entirely devoted to those little men and my theories.
Did you know that no one has the number plate POOPOO! And, by the way, I’ve
signed the guestbook and Winnie…Lee…putty pots…you need to take a look at
yourselves, that putty has just gone too far!!!
Putty rocks don’t you think. There’s lots of different kinds of putty,
there’s glue putty, wood putty, rubber putty (doesn’t that sound mad. Say it
out aloud, relatively fast – rubber putty, cool uh?) and there’s farty
putty. Now that putty is all putties towards putties. You guys know
what I’m talking about don’t you? Like, u stick your finger in it and
bfrahhh….well how else could you spell a fart sound?! Fart putty guess
stared on Rove once on the “What the…” segment and they sell fart putty at
Questacon.
Keeping on the subject of stuff that rocks, (no I’m sorry, I won’t be
talking about myself, hehehe) I will also be talking about…wait for
it…gloves! Gloves rock! So do mittens! They both bloody rock! But,
more skill is required to makes gloves than mittens. Mittens are just, you
know, U-shaped bits of fabric sewn together, whereas gloves are sewn
together finger by finger. Now that’s bloody hard. But mittens can be so
cute though! And, again, Winnie…Lee…you’ve just gone too far with the gloves
and mittens, wait, you’ve not only gone too far, but you’ve gone beyond too
far, you’re like, way out there!!!
What is it with chimneys?! They think they’re above it all! Imagine being a
chimney! Wouldn’t that suck! And they think they’ve got the best job in the
world! Like, HELLO, you’re not that good! Who wants to be a chimney anyway,
they stink!
Anyway I think that’s enough for now because my hamster eats his own
poo.
OOBA! OOBA!
27/07/01
Hi bastards!!! I hope Winnie made this right....I'm sure she did! Well....anyway....for those who don't know me...duh...who doesn't know me!! Well...I'm NOT going to talk about myself coz, like, HELLO! Who wants know about me when they already do! And for those who haven't yet noticed, I have a big head sometimes. SOMETIMES!
I really like exclamtion marks! For my first rambling, I'm gonna try to use lotsa lotsa lotsa these --> ! and these --> Ü For those who have't noticed it's a wide grin and not the letter "u".
Anyway....one day as some of you already know, I will be making a big trip to my island, Yap Island (and yes it does exist, look for it, it's like, really big). Anyway, I'm on icq right now and there's this thing that keeps knocking on my computer. It sounds like - toc toc toc. It's really weird!! I've come to the conclusion that there are little men in my computer.
Let me tell you about these little men. I've already told some people about little men. And whenever there's somthing weird there's always little men behind it! But little men are behind lots of things, i just haven't figured them all out yet. Here are the Theories of the Little Men:
Why some people are short (including myself) - being short is not weird, but some people want to know why. Here's my theory. Well when you're sleeping, these little men come marching in your bedroom with picks. They climb up your bed, into your nose, ears and eyes, until they are in your body, and then they start picking at the insides of your body.
Why it rains - well there are certain little men that live in flowers, those are the little men that control the rain. When it's ready to rain, the little men float to the clouds where they wait for the right time. After looking at their little watches they start picking up the small raindrops one by one and dropping them to the ground. Now, you can imagine how many little men there must be if there a million drops of water falling at once.
Anyway I think that will be enough rambling for now. If Winnie lets me I can keep updating it. Bye bastards!!!
