I got a smiley face sticker from a grocery today. Hee hee.

So I decide to go on Maplestory to catch up on new things.

Well, I’m not an avid blogger, just an avid bowchickawowwow-er. If you know what I mean.

SO I took a couple of screenies.

SCREEN 1: You can’t really see from this angle but below me was a herd of Bains. I had to use celebrity powah to get out of this situation. . . which was really no help because I died nevertheless (stupid Tom Cruise D:&lt read more

Luckily, Im not bad with fractions.

Anyways, I am here to sadly report my loss in interest to mapling The large armies of hackers and their corny puns had made me sick and tired of it.

. . . I havent been mapling in like a month or so, and I don’t think I want to.

So ladies and gentlemen. . . and others.
The girls who work at hooters.
The burger flippers of society. read more

With requests from various people, the long awaited chapter (or so I hope) is here!
You read, I like! You like!

Quarantine

James quickly looked over his watch. 15 minutes until his fiancé, Sarah was going to be killed by the Prophets. 15 minutes for the duo to turn the tides. 15 minutes…
Destiny eyed the sauna thermometer nervously as its temperature gradually increased. Through the intense heat pouring through the shut sauna doors, Destiny felt cold. It was his first time today experiencing the death of someone. It wasn’t a pleasant first time experience at all.
James did not hesitate to break open the sauna doors. With a single blow with his foot, the door broke down revealing a hideous view.
Inside the sauna there were about ten carcasses of people foaming from their mouths and eyes, skin burnt with a hideous red tinge with dried blood crusted on their nostrils and mouths. Destiny quickly tilted his bamboo hat to cover his view of the rotting sight. The hot air from the sauna blew unto them a rancid scent of dead bodies, broiled from the heat of the sauna. Fearlessly, James stepped into the musty sauna and examined the bodies.
“H…en.e..sys” a body of a young boy croaked as it approached death.
James quickly came over to hold the nearly dead body and held him close to his chest.
“Don’t give up, there’s still hope. It’ll be alright.” James whispered as he examined the boy closely. His eyes were burnt but had a gray tinge to it; his skin so pale that it seemed to glow a hint of bluish gray- an unpleasant color that was. His face was stabbed with many needle like objects, each one crusted with the boy’s heated blood. All of this made James a little queasy with uneasiness. All of a sudden he could remember the time when he and Sarah were investigating through the murky swamps. What Sarah had said when they encountered a little girl with the same bodily characteristics as the boy in front of him.
James stood up, dropping the boy with a gasp. The boy gave a gross, disfigured smile.
“Body detonation!” James screamed as he ran through the exit, taking Destiny with his arms.
And within the second, the eerie boy’s chest split opened as a massive explosion came out from the core of his stomach.
James, with Destiny in his arms tumbled on the ground as the Sauna exploded with its mighty force. A gruesome way to use a person as a weapon; to use a living being as a bomb was too much for Destiny to bare. He was in a state of shock. Nevertheless, he dug through his pouch to retrieve a scroll to Henesys.
“I believe there is something waiting for us there.” Destiny quivered. read more

My blog in HD.
So HD, it’ll hurt your eyes. That in such a way, might give you a reason not to read this drunkish-borish-wh0rish blog.

Well, in addition to my lemon eating intro, lets move on.

Here we go:

Presenting… google in 1337:

link

I know, it’s pretty unbelievable huh? (If you think that this is old, you spend waaaaay too much time on the computer) read more

The war has been won with the haxx0r.
I retrieved my password back and all is well. . .

In the end, drunk people always win. (except in the show COPS)

Here’s a detailed look at the smooth action I took using the best of my persuasive linguistic to get my account back

The following takes place between 6 PM and 6:03 PM

Me: Jake, lets sit down for a sec.
Jake: Haw-haw. M’kay.
Me:“EYYYYY, you beyotch why’d yo take my account!”
Jake: Dude, chill man chill.
Me:Kay, can I have my pass back plox?
Jay: Hella no.
Me:!? *looks for something that enables me some leverage.*
Jake: Hee hee
Me: *takes his sandwich and eats it in one bite* (Im an uber fast eater) What now!?(This is very true btw)
Jake: Dude that wasn’t mine.
Me: F6
Jake: Ha ha! *cracks up* Retard. read more

MMOT is gonna get a whoooole lotta drunk-ier because…

DRUNKDADDY IS BACK

Yup, the jalapeno chuggin’, offensive-ness, Gilmore Girls lovin’, dude is back for another round!~

This time, to serve justice. . . JUSTICE.

Noob on MMOT: “BOO you suck drunkdaddy go home!”

drunkdaddy (DD for short) :”Say what!?”

Noob: “YOU SUXX0RZ” read more

level 58 with 82%

*dies from a frickin ghetto goby house*

77%

*dies from a frickin goby*

73%

*trains wildly*

78%

I hate frickin gobys. They look like d1cks…

Well anyways, I dug out some photos from a long long time ago, in a galaxy far away…

Frickin good eh?

I-a fly-a to Japan on t3h h011d4y5.
And uh. . .

MmM. . . I realized something.
Everything I do in school turns out to be a fad. read more

Yes.
Halloween.

8th Grade and I’m still going Trick or Treatin’ with my Friends! OH YEAHHHHHHHHH~

I gotta tell you.
It doesnt matter about the age. Whose gonna miss out on free candies?

Anyways, with a party of 5 we began our mission.
I was wearing a mask. . . it was a mysterious mask. It kinda looked like a Babe Ruth-ish telletuby. Eitherway, my mask was frickin’ hilarious. read more

Hey, drunkdaddy here.
I want to also have a word about Rocky. (You know I gotta take part in flame wars)

I shall trnaslate it so teh message will hopefully get to Rocky:

Ur an idiot. u make dumbass pplz look bad.

Dude, one more thing. You deflied the name of ‘Rocky’
I love that movie so much. Its an inspiration to life.
And you corrupted it with you and you lil drugs. read more

Yay!

This week, I was auditioning for the Jazz Band, at my school which had a pretty high reputation for super gigs.
From the moment I heard them, I wanted to join. I played the alto sax, and the Jazz band consisted of:

4 Trumpets

4 Trombones

2 Tenor sax

2 Alto Sax

1 Baritone Sax

And then the rythim section.

Though I did not get lead sax, I got 2nd sax. Out of the 50 that had auditioned, only 2 were selectec, including myself.
I feel damn special. Our Jazz Band is sooo good, we one first place unanimous superior for every festival/contest we’ve been in. read more