FAECES FAECES FAECES HEY!
2010-04-20 21:49:45 UTC
I remember when we all used to write in our deadjournals about random
shit and I used to continually be emo and complain about everything
and sometimes talk about stabbing people in the face maybe and also
about trains and this one time I had an argument and deleted it then
brought it back then deleted it again then didn't bother going back to
it because I was bored with it I mean come on most of us were bored of
blogging before blogging even existed as a thing if you can call pages
of emo whinings a blog which I can because generally that's all they
are no matter how fancy the language Robert Peston uses he's a big
crybaby about people's pennies and I hope he does a poo poo and then
looks at the poo poo and says "wow I did a poo poo but it looks like
jesus so now I have to go and see the pope" and then the pope says "I
like your poo poo robert peston, I want to make you a saint" and
robert peston gets made a saint for shitting out jesus and then the
poo dries out and instead it looks like MONEY, and the pope says "I
thought it was jesus but it's MONEY" and then he flushes it all away
and attacks it with an xmas tree foot to get rid of the shittyness
then Robert cries because the pope flushed away his sainthood while he
was also covering up priests touching little boys
THE END
shit and I used to continually be emo and complain about everything
and sometimes talk about stabbing people in the face maybe and also
about trains and this one time I had an argument and deleted it then
brought it back then deleted it again then didn't bother going back to
it because I was bored with it I mean come on most of us were bored of
blogging before blogging even existed as a thing if you can call pages
of emo whinings a blog which I can because generally that's all they
are no matter how fancy the language Robert Peston uses he's a big
crybaby about people's pennies and I hope he does a poo poo and then
looks at the poo poo and says "wow I did a poo poo but it looks like
jesus so now I have to go and see the pope" and then the pope says "I
like your poo poo robert peston, I want to make you a saint" and
robert peston gets made a saint for shitting out jesus and then the
poo dries out and instead it looks like MONEY, and the pope says "I
thought it was jesus but it's MONEY" and then he flushes it all away
and attacks it with an xmas tree foot to get rid of the shittyness
then Robert cries because the pope flushed away his sainthood while he
was also covering up priests touching little boys
THE END