Oh, where do I start? I was born in a log cabin in Kentucky. It was a hard life in the tobacco fields until one day I stumbled across a magic lamp. I rubbed it, and out came a genie. The genie did not speak English, however. Thinking he was granting me three wishes, I asked for a jillion dollars, to be president of the universe, and for a grape soda, since I was really thirsty at the time. But apparently all that translates into something different in genie-ese or whatever language he was speaking, because he snapped his fingers and I wound up naked in the desert with nothing but my trusty blade. After subsisting on insects and cave water for months, I developed dysentery, shat my brains out and died. That's how I got to this life, at least according to my psychic advisor.
To anyone who is too stupid to notice, I started another blog about religion. Religion you say? Yes religion. Read it. After you do, you will no longer believe in god. Either that, or you'll get really pissed off at me. But that's fine. I don't know how I'm gonna find time to update both of these blogs with how extremely busy I am, but I will try my best.
posted by Brad @ 9:21 PM
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I am really pissed off at you.
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