Tuesday, March 17, 2009

God ain't a guitar

YEAAAAAAAAAH I SMASHED THE TRIVIA I'M GREAT.

I'M FANTASTIC.

We had trivia last week.

And i'll never get to do it again.

That's pretty crap.

But I knew that Automatic For The People was REM's iconic album and Tuesday Night Music Club was the Kevin Gilbert album that bitch got all the credit for in 94 (what a shit year, i mean Canberra won the grand final, and they come from a shit state and/or territory).

So I got officially rewarded for being massively gay. First time that's happened since Mr Grogan said "Alexander Spinks" in the graduation ceremony.

My award was a $7 meal voucher so I could buy a $3 meal for free.

I got fish and chips.

And tartate sauce.

That was a bigass fish.

"Imagine theres no Wakeman, it's easy if you try, just some guy with a ukelele."

The other day on the way home Mum was pissed off and she got into a sweet catfight with this Tronno bitch over a hire car. Neither party could afford the dignity of fighting over a Taxi.

"The baptism water is causing my headaches whenever I blaspheme."

The teacher in Auslan last week kept talking (using sign, we're not allowed to speak like unhandicapped not-retarded people) about how we have to use mime and gesture and lots of pointing. And she kept pointing her fingers everywhere and moving around. I laughed and wished she was going all 'I'M POINTIN MA FINGERS.'

Then she'd be a bad actor like Mick Jagger.

She's probably a bad actor already though. She studies Linguistics.

Then I saw JAMES MERRY!!! on my mid-class break and he was all 'DUDE YOU MENTIONED ME ON YOUR BLOG' except without the capitalisation (or any text actually he spoke) and without the haphazardly stereotyped modern post-teen male cliche.

And with more height.

Then I was all 'YEAH THAT'S GREAT, I'VE GOT TO WRITE ABOUT THAT ON THE BLOG, THEN IT'D BE A META-BLOG, AND NOW I'VE DONE IT, SO NOW IT IS!' except not all at that time coz I can't post this post that fast and that was a week ago and today it's today.

YEAH IT'S A METABLOG. I broke the fourth wall.



This is now a Blog Noir.

1 comment:

  1. The rain was falling heavily against the grimy, monolithic skyscrapers visible out the window. From my desk I saw a broad approaching my office. Opening the door, I realised she had no umbrella. Her coat was brown.

    She said, "barqueavez is gay lolol"

    Dude, haphazardly stereotyped modern post-teen male cliches are far better than hazardous monophonic postmodern pre-teen gender-ambiguous cliches! omg

    I resent you taking my words of wisdom and utilising them as your update titles. 4 of the past 5 have rested on my genius; only the one that isn't totally awesome is quotationed.

    Last night I forgot what a semicolon was.

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