Thursday, September 4, 2008

a blog that jack could of written if he wasn't always hitting people

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WARNING
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just a quick message before i get on with the blog.
There is now a new version of 'the game' (thanks to Tim)

rule:

Whenever you think of gay sex, you lose

your mind is now corrupted, thank you for your time

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[a blog that jack could of written if he wasn't always hitting people]

today. you 90 000 plus viewers, i will be boasting about my everyday life, and how 'generally awesome i am' because as you all know, i am just an awesome guy generally being awesome...

it was a crisp Saturday morning, it was 6 o'clock, but i had been up for hours 'HEY! HEY! HEY!'-ing the sun into submition, so it would run through the sky again. after this i had been doing my usual morning warm-up of swimming to the moon and back, twice. this took a bit longer than ususal because i had to detour to save the earth from total destruction by kneeing an oncoming meteor in the crotch, which i can do.

then i got home, kicked a dog over to Perth, and sat down to have breakfast. for breakfast i just had the usual of: Jello sushi, chocolate coated corn dogs, sausage milkshakes, deep-fried vegimite splats, and everything from this website: >http://listverse.com/miscellaneous/top-10-disgusting-foods/<
twice.

Then the strangest thing happened to me while i was out playing Russian roulette/poker with my pet cannon/bear/fire. when one of my many necklaces fell into the shark infested waters which surrounded us. the necklace turned out to be one of those Pirates of the Carribean coins/little toy that gets larger with water.

the pendant grew to an enormous size, sucking all the water out of the lake. sadly, all the sharks died, i would have to go without a pre-lunch snack. suddenly a massive pirate ship fell down from the sky, it was the Black Pearl! as i ran over to the boat i realized that the crew of the boat were fighting against a marauding band of ninjas. i decided to join in, i didn't know which team to join, so i fought on my own team, i won.

i spent most of the afternoon having a swordfight with Abraham Lincoln and Santa. After a few hours sparring we decided to split, i had nothing planned for the rest of the day so i went out to the beach and abseiled down the continental shelf, while finishing Ninja Gaiden II, both with my teeth.

i then decided to wrap up the afternoon by going back in time and sitting in the shadows (with a rifle) watching JFK getting shot, just to give conspiracy theorists something to do, of course, i didn't shoot him, Max did.

but it doesn't really matter how awesome or good-looking i am because the end is near...

FMMA
find out what this shit means next post!