Ah, excuse me but it’s October 1st 2004 – yo entry is dated the most reverent 9.11.04 and no matter how sacred that date maybe in the anals of america it still don’t be giv’in yo the excuse to leave yo blogg all unattended with that same ooooogly portrait of yo-self staring at me every time I pull up yo site! Dude, punch the keyboard, punch the clock, punch Father Time as he marches down Mission Street but get to tell’in the god damn story!
This is Scott’s blogg. This is Scott’s blogg on Crack. This is Scott’s blogg on an illiterate crime spree. This is Scott’s blogg doing a ten year bid in Folsom. This is Scott’s blogg making parole. This is Scott’s blogg struggling in a halfway house. This is Scott’s blogg in group therapy dealing with its issues. This is Scott’s blogg in denial blaming Scott for all its woes. This is Scott’s blogg on a murderous rampage of payback. This is Scott being forced to flee the country. This is Scott forging a new life in Lithuania. This is Scott left wondering how this all happened. This is Scott wishing he had spent more quality time with his little degenerate blogg.
Let Scott’s pain be a lesson to you all. Don’t let this happen to your blogg! Nurture the little bastard, even when you don’t feel like it, even when you’re busy, even when you got nothing to say! Or you’re blogg may go bad too!
The Society for the Emancipation of Bloggs and other Bits of Superannuated Verbiage.
Ah, excuse me but it’s October 1st 2004 – yo entry is dated the most reverent 9.11.04 and no matter how sacred that date maybe in the anals of america it still don’t be giv’in yo the excuse to leave yo blogg all unattended with that same ooooogly portrait of yo-self staring at me every time I pull up yo site! Dude, punch the keyboard, punch the clock, punch Father Time as he marches down Mission Street but get to tell’in the god damn story!
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This is Scott’s blogg.
ReplyDeleteThis is Scott’s blogg on Crack.
This is Scott’s blogg on an illiterate crime spree.
This is Scott’s blogg doing a ten year bid in Folsom.
This is Scott’s blogg making parole.
This is Scott’s blogg struggling in a halfway house.
This is Scott’s blogg in group therapy dealing with its issues.
This is Scott’s blogg in denial blaming Scott for all its woes.
This is Scott’s blogg on a murderous rampage of payback.
This is Scott being forced to flee the country.
This is Scott forging a new life in Lithuania.
This is Scott left wondering how this all happened.
This is Scott wishing he had spent more quality time with his little degenerate blogg.
Let Scott’s pain be a lesson to you all. Don’t let this happen to your blogg! Nurture the little bastard, even when you don’t feel like it, even when you’re busy, even when you got nothing to say! Or you’re blogg may go bad too!
The Society for the Emancipation of Bloggs and other Bits of Superannuated Verbiage.