Blog 146, September 9 2009: 99 Reasons for me to Blog

Hey for the day!
Ok, so yeah, mhmm, and done.
Oh yeah, now that I am back, lets get back into the whole commenting thing! If anybody has anything to say, then please say away, I like to hear you talk all day!
(Insert more cheap and pathetic rhymes)
Over
Ok, so yeah. Hopefully this year we can anticipate more hysterical video's, more of typing conversations with Jill, and others, and just so much more stuff to love to type/read about.
By the way, now that Mandy is off at college, and I am insanelly sad about it, I will no longer be able to have my gangsta impressions of my conversations with her. I highly doubt that anybody remembers any of that stuff, but it happened...
Also, more polls to be coming, and yada yada stuff and stuff, but none of it will really be possible unless I get some comments. SO PLEASE GIVE ME SOME IDEAS!
And that (doesnt really) leads me to my topic of the day!
Life Outlooks and Such and All!!!!!
Ok, so my father just threw me in a well, and I was followed by a pack of wild boars in a tupper ware container, also thrown by my dad.
When I landed in the bottom, I broke my left leg, right arm, three ribs, left eyeball, and my toungue. And to make matters worse, when the boars in a contaner fell down, they landed in my mouth and I suffocated and died.
But the good thing is, I was smiling when it happened.
So even though my last memory was terrible, at least it involved me being happy!
Moral of the story:
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All wells should be sealed.