So... Resident Evil 4, the new one. It starts out fine, as hard as you would expect a game like that to be. But then it gets so hard, it's like Leon himself came to your house at night, woke you up and kicked you in the nuts repeatedly until you feel in a coma. Then when you woke an hour later you find yourself in a pure white room with him standing over you with a gun to your face saying you have to take a written test with no hands... Let it process... Yes, it's that hard. It makes Battle Toads look like Hungry Hungry Hippos. The only reason you don't get deterred from this and just return the game is because by the time it gets like this it's already 3 hours into the game and you don't want to quit, "I already invested so much time into this", you say. But you know what... It's all worth it.
What two animals do you have to cross to get a Giraffahorn, I wonder?
Anywho, so I said I said to Maria today that if she doesn't strighten out that kitchen of hers it's going to turn into another Flour Incident of '84 again.
Words of wisdom...
"It's better to have a beer belly then a liqour liver"
I am a lucky bastard!
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Holy crap, I had to draw a picture of Micky Mouse in my computer class.
Did you know thgat there is a secret tone that, if heard, will make you lose all control over your bowels
Did you know, that when you have two halfs of a 6/10 you actually get the formula for dynamite. In turn you can use this new formula to put down the exact coordinates of Area 51 in your MS Paint program, it's easy. All you do it put the chemical formula for dynamite where it says properties int he sub-root folder in the garbage file in the system directory for the local high school, and viola! You can see a clear picture of Area 51.
Thr ravings of a madman #2
So... I was doing this trig problem the other day, and for shits and giggles, I decided to use PI instead of SINE. To my intense realization, and after hours of work, I realized I just mathematically proved wrong the exsistence of god, and the race of man as a whole. Were an anomaly!
The ravings of a madman #1
One day when I was only eight years old, a pimp came up to me and offered me some coke. I happily recieved it and my world was turned upside down. I realized that time will go backwards if you look at a clock in the mirror. I did that once and met the great George Washington. He was all like "Yo dog?" and I was all like "No way!" and he was all like "Four score and eight beavers ago..." and I was like "Dude, I'm outtie"