Thursday, June 14, 2007

I recieved an email that my account would be closed if i didnt post in the next three days. Today's the ninth. Liars! Curse you!
Anyway im sure the WHOLE WORLD knows what was my last post. It wasn't a post it was a phosto, i mean photo. A photo of bonafied people and confounded chaps clad in cotton underwear. Bet you can't see it. You need help? It's between a '.' and 'wasn't'.
Anyway was told by amos to talk about a fork. Not a spoon or foon or spork. Just a fork. Forks are very useful metal ware but of course they do come in plastic, wood and other what not. And i the great forkton would talk to you about forkishly forks.

Presenting to you with some sleight of hand,
Forkman vs Porkman(not pokemon,haha, not funny)

Forkman pokes Porkman with his fork.
Porkman piles Forkman with his pork.
And then Porkman dies.
So the winner is Forkman *applause rings* and Forkman becomes tuning fork due to the ringing.
But wait, Forkman got his fork pulverised by Porkman's piles of pork. So, Forkman dies. Then all the people got forkless. They all went home. And they lived happily even now, not ever after.

My my my, what have i done. This is a massive load of loaded pullsheet. No! No link, no build-up no anything. This must not happen to me! Argh! Go away, far far away. Shoo shoo. NOOOOOOOOOOO!

7:10 PM