My brother is trying to be converted.
He is a Christian, Anglican.
An old lady comes to my house and asks for him and gives him these magazines about God every 2 weeks or so. She's Catholic.
For the second time this week Mormon's came to our house and asked for my brother.
Everyone wants him! He should start his own religion and convert others... he would make a killing. Because that's what it's about right? Making money? Isn't that right Roman Catholic Church? Richest organisation in the world?!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
30 January
The other day a group of my friends (all males at this point of the night) were walking in the lovely city of Hobart, from one club to another, at around midnight.
We passed a group of three girls, and one of them shouted at us, asking if we had a lighter. For the sake of this story, we will call her... BoganSlutFace.
Okay, so BoganSlutFace asks for a lighter. We say we don't smoke, and continue to walk. And that is the truth, none of us actually had a lighter.
End of story? Noooooo, because BoganSlutFace wanted a lighter. And she's grown up getting what she wants, and if she doesn't get it she shouts at her parents and cries like a little fucking two year old, and BoganSlutFace had not grown up inside.
She shouted at us again, wanting a lighter. Someone in our group shouted back that we don't have one (!!!) and that was enough for her, she was after us, her right hand in a fist.
We laughed.
She pushed John.
We laughed again.
She punched John really hard in the face.
We stopped laughing.
Who did she think she was? She didn't have the right to punch one of us in the face! But she did it anyway, because she was a girl, and she knew that we wouldn't push or punch her back. If it was guys verses guys (well, I would have ran off, I don't fight) but it would have been 6 verses 3, in our favour obviously.
So the only thing we could do is to continue to walk down the road, away from this crazy BoganSlutFace.
BUT she followed. Shouting at us, wondering if we "wanted a go".
She went on and on saying she did some sort of martial art when she was younger, which could have been a bit scary if she could actually move faster than a quick walk.
I just stayed out of reach, and she scuttled after me but never touched me.
Dos wasn't so fast. BAM, she punched him in the face too.
John tried to be funny. He danced off, singing (very out of tune), "Ohhh, I'm a bogan slut that likes pensis' in my bum". He then fell over and hurt himself. Was quite funny in retrospect.
Okay so let's look at where we are at the moment. A group of 6 guys are being pushed around by this one girl. Wow.
BoganSlutFace's two friends, Sheep1 and Sheep2 join BoganSlutFace in pushing and punching us.
That's it, we RUN off. Yes, run. They have followed us for about 200 metres, and it could have got a lot worse if we stayed for tea and biscuits.
The rest of the night was okay, but the moral here is always carry a lighter on you, because if you come across BoganSlutFace, Sheep1 and Sheep2 and you don't have one, you could get more than a punch in the face.
Amen.
We passed a group of three girls, and one of them shouted at us, asking if we had a lighter. For the sake of this story, we will call her... BoganSlutFace.
Okay, so BoganSlutFace asks for a lighter. We say we don't smoke, and continue to walk. And that is the truth, none of us actually had a lighter.
End of story? Noooooo, because BoganSlutFace wanted a lighter. And she's grown up getting what she wants, and if she doesn't get it she shouts at her parents and cries like a little fucking two year old, and BoganSlutFace had not grown up inside.
She shouted at us again, wanting a lighter. Someone in our group shouted back that we don't have one (!!!) and that was enough for her, she was after us, her right hand in a fist.
We laughed.
She pushed John.
We laughed again.
She punched John really hard in the face.
We stopped laughing.
Who did she think she was? She didn't have the right to punch one of us in the face! But she did it anyway, because she was a girl, and she knew that we wouldn't push or punch her back. If it was guys verses guys (well, I would have ran off, I don't fight) but it would have been 6 verses 3, in our favour obviously.
So the only thing we could do is to continue to walk down the road, away from this crazy BoganSlutFace.
BUT she followed. Shouting at us, wondering if we "wanted a go".
She went on and on saying she did some sort of martial art when she was younger, which could have been a bit scary if she could actually move faster than a quick walk.
I just stayed out of reach, and she scuttled after me but never touched me.
Dos wasn't so fast. BAM, she punched him in the face too.
John tried to be funny. He danced off, singing (very out of tune), "Ohhh, I'm a bogan slut that likes pensis' in my bum". He then fell over and hurt himself. Was quite funny in retrospect.
Okay so let's look at where we are at the moment. A group of 6 guys are being pushed around by this one girl. Wow.
BoganSlutFace's two friends, Sheep1 and Sheep2 join BoganSlutFace in pushing and punching us.
That's it, we RUN off. Yes, run. They have followed us for about 200 metres, and it could have got a lot worse if we stayed for tea and biscuits.
The rest of the night was okay, but the moral here is always carry a lighter on you, because if you come across BoganSlutFace, Sheep1 and Sheep2 and you don't have one, you could get more than a punch in the face.
Amen.
29 January
I think we should start talking, reading, writing and communicating faster. Our brain will have to process stuff faster too, to catch up, and we would do everything so much quicker, and hopefully better.
I'm writing a parody of a parody. Has it done before? Probably of course! But it will still be fun.
I want to get on a bus with only one person on there and sit next to them, see what they say. It would be so awkward, although I would just act natural and normal. The other person would probably move. Would they move if I was really attractive?! Probably not.
People are silly.
I'm writing a parody of a parody. Has it done before? Probably of course! But it will still be fun.
I want to get on a bus with only one person on there and sit next to them, see what they say. It would be so awkward, although I would just act natural and normal. The other person would probably move. Would they move if I was really attractive?! Probably not.
People are silly.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
28 January
Magazines are overrated.
There will probably be more online magazines, like actual emagazines, or web pages devoted to it. They aren't like books, it's just some interesting articles and some pretty pictures, not really worth paying for.
YET PEOPLE DO.
Why? You only read it once or twice and then it just sits there.
***
Who was the first person who made carrot cake? Were they drunk or something?! Since when do we have vegetables in cake?
Get rid of it. Overrated.
There will probably be more online magazines, like actual emagazines, or web pages devoted to it. They aren't like books, it's just some interesting articles and some pretty pictures, not really worth paying for.
YET PEOPLE DO.
Why? You only read it once or twice and then it just sits there.
***
Who was the first person who made carrot cake? Were they drunk or something?! Since when do we have vegetables in cake?
Get rid of it. Overrated.
27 January
Some people say they don't care what other people think about them, but we all care, to an extent. It's stupid to say you don't care.
Otherwise you wouldn't wait in lines, you would push to the front.
You wouldn't be polite.
You wouldn't wear clothes, even though you don't feel like it.
You wouldn't pay money for stuff, you would just take it....
The list goes on.
Of COURSE you care what other people think about you, stop lying.
Otherwise you wouldn't wait in lines, you would push to the front.
You wouldn't be polite.
You wouldn't wear clothes, even though you don't feel like it.
You wouldn't pay money for stuff, you would just take it....
The list goes on.
Of COURSE you care what other people think about you, stop lying.
26 January
Found a new show, Psych. Good stuff. I don't usually watch cop shows, but that along with Lie To Me and the Mentalist are really good.
Dollhouse has ended. They had enough for at least 5 seasons, but they got shut down after two. Pity.
Can't wait till South Park starts up again.
Can't wait to shit shows which no one watches stop getting made.
Can't wait to write my own TV show and people like it. There will be boobs and everything in it.
Dollhouse has ended. They had enough for at least 5 seasons, but they got shut down after two. Pity.
Can't wait till South Park starts up again.
Can't wait to shit shows which no one watches stop getting made.
Can't wait to write my own TV show and people like it. There will be boobs and everything in it.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
25 January
There was a bee on the bus the other day. There were only two windows on the bus, so it just kept on flying around and around looking for a way out. Every single person on the bus had their eyes on the bee most of the time, as they didn't want it to come near them. Quite funny. Obviously no one got up and actually did anything, like "shooing" it towards a window. Everyone expected someone else to do something.
What a lovely world we live in.
I have to write more stuff down. I don't know how much stuff which has come into my head, then i've lost it because of my memory. I don't have a bad memory, I just think of so much stuff and I can't keep it all in my small (yet attractive) brain.
Okay, if you and I swapped brains, people would still treat you as you, and me as me, all based on our looks. Everyone is so superficial, it's the way we work. Which I suppose is good in a way, in terms of breeding good looking people. Usually attractive people have children with other attractive people. If we based it purely on the persons brain, we would probably have smarter people in the world (smart people would breed with smart people, less smart with less smart).
Interesting...
What a lovely world we live in.
I have to write more stuff down. I don't know how much stuff which has come into my head, then i've lost it because of my memory. I don't have a bad memory, I just think of so much stuff and I can't keep it all in my small (yet attractive) brain.
Okay, if you and I swapped brains, people would still treat you as you, and me as me, all based on our looks. Everyone is so superficial, it's the way we work. Which I suppose is good in a way, in terms of breeding good looking people. Usually attractive people have children with other attractive people. If we based it purely on the persons brain, we would probably have smarter people in the world (smart people would breed with smart people, less smart with less smart).
Interesting...
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