As if I don't have enough to be paranoid about, anyway.

Sorry if this was already posted.

This summer, with the help of my new toy I will begin to explore a new and exciting world of pushing (my own) boundaries.

What the hell is this?


It figures that the first time I take the advice at the top of the club pages (you know, those ones you NON HEADS can't see), it bitches at me that my post is too short. I guess I need to click on the "Learn How to Use Killoggs" link at the top of the member page (you know, the other page you NON HEADS can't see).

And he would send me pictures of chicken legs doing things, like being vampires, or barbecueing.

They were neat. I would show you, but the account they used to be on got rm'd.

Sorry.

Here is an email i once got, though:

From: Rosalind Britton
To: an.email.address.th@isn.t.even.mine
R*E*L*E*A*S*E


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My favourite is "scleroticmarquess."

I still have nothing to say.

There isn't a "Weird Science" category, so I am putting this under Weekend Update.

I was cleaning my bedroom and took the pillowcase off of my memory foam pillow, finding I had shed a number of hairs THROUGH the case. Thinking about the wiley way that down feathers often worth their way through fabric, it seemed pretty normal that hair, when crushed under the weight of my gigantic head, could make its way fully through the case, onto the visco-elastic foam.

I laughed, as the hair, sparse, but evenly distrubuted, made the pillow look like a burley man's back. Well, if burly mens' back hair was around 4" long. Wait.. but ALL of the hairs are 4" long, and my hair is quite a bit longer than that. Still, it had to be MY hair as the colour and texture was identical. I started trying to pull them off the pillow, only to notice that they were pretty well stuck. I figured while compressing the foam, it probably caught the stray ends, and now, the pillow uncompressed, the hair was squeezed in the foam's porous surface.

Unable to get a grip on the hairs unless I plucked them one at a time. They were more solidly anchored in the pillow than in my own head. I began to look at them as I pulled them out. 3 in a row came out with the root end buried in the pillow.. Now 5 more.. They ALL are in the pillow root end first! And not just in the surface. Most of them pulled out 3/4" to a full inch (or more) before the root popped free of the surface. My hair left my head and burrowed into my pillow, like some kind of snake! Visions from Creepshow began to play in my head as I manically pulled these hairs out. Some of them broke off instead of coming out by the root, and a couple of the broken ones even seemed to burrow deeper into the pillow after they snapped, their tail ends disappearing into the yellow-white foam. The ripples in the foam were like the furrows of a field, and I was the hair farmer. Today was harvest day.

This is terrifying. Such violence and stupidity, all rolled up into one!

I am a mutant. Philadelphia Chromosome positive!

My super powers are complaining about how much my bones ache, hitting snooze 3 times, and producing white blood cells.

Hopefully, this is the test result the insurance company needed in order to approve my medication!

Mine is finding myself underneath a tractor trailer.

Now that I have actually been there, I think I am going to promote it to the top of the list of driving fears, if it wasn't there before.

Tomorrow, I go pick up my new AWD Outback. I just hope that I'm not too afraid to drive it.

Go see the Triplets of Belleville, if you haven't yet, and don't forget to wait through the credits.

Killoggs needs more buttchins.

..and it sure isn't me. I am too busy WORKIN ON THE RAILROAD! :D

I am here to do your bidding, Master. I am your slave, and you will reward me, for I shall be faithful. I have worshipped you long and afar off. Now that you are near, I await your commands, and you will not pass me by, will you, dear Master, in your distribution of good things

Hello friends!

It's me, |\/|33|\||
Being so used to lurking in the comments section, I probably won't post too much on the front page. I am not an artist or anything, and most of my hobbies consist of consuming rather than creating, so I don't usually have much to share. I will try harder here, though, than I have on past blogs, as most of you seem to dig an active community. TTFN!