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This is where my head will be exploding all over the first three rows for a while, so pull up a chair and stick out your tongue.
Who am I?
I'm just Me. No one in particular. Just someone who feels like yelling into a box every now and then to see if the echo is loud enough. Does it work? We'll see.
My tough-guy elusive asshole artist answer would be 'Whatever I feel like,' but alas, it isn't. I just work and go to school and pet my cat and watch 'Lost' just like you do. We're probably pretty much alike. Same shit, different pants.
To clear up all the darkness from earlier today, let's talk about Matt. Matt's a guy from Connecticut that makes videos of himself dancing all over the world. When he's done, he edits them all together and makes stuff like this.
We love Matt. The world needs a billion more just like him.
George Carlin died. No amount of words I could put together could sum up how much of a master of comedy, language, and insight George was, so I'll just leave it alone. Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian are probably fingerbanging each other at Disneyland right now in a big pile of money they got for queefing in a midget's face on a sex tape they made as a Christmas present for the KKK, and George has to be the one to die. Fart, turd and twat.
Everyone needs to go into a gift shop today and ask for their gift.
What makes me happy today is Olympic gymnastics hopeful Alicia Sacramone. You might've seen her tonight in the trials for the 2008 Summer Games in Beijing, but if you didn't, here she is. Hotness.
I know it usually seems weird to ogle female gymnasts because they all look about 12 years old, but don't worry - Alicia will be 21 this year. Besides, this chick is cut. And Italian. I have no doubt she could beat the crap out of me if I even consider having any dirty thoughts about her. Too late.
I'm a total Olympics fag, so I'm counting the minutes until 8.8.08 so I can see my girl Alicia and the rest of the amazing athletes from around the world duke it out. Go Iraqi soccer team!