Master Degree
May 18, 2008 by wagiI went back to school to get my masters’ degree so I can own some slaves.
I went back to school to get my masters’ degree so I can own some slaves.
Don’t worry all I’m still around. I’m just trying to think of some good stuff to write and also I’ve been a little tied up. I’m trying that exercise p90x and it’s taking up a lot of my time.
The angry pirate’s words of wisdom for today are, “I hope you die!!!”
I once had an invisible robot that disappeared.
One day my dog ate my homework, and then my cat ate my dog. Try explaining that to your teacher.
Never accept a knife as a gift from someone, you never know if they used it in a crime or not. How do you think I got my son sent to jail.
I read an article about a man getting decapitated by an elevator door. Why would someone try and hold the doors open with their head, I could understand using someone else’s head, but why your own. That just crazy.
My doctor informed me that when I pee, blood shouldn’t come out. I guess drinking all that acid wasn’t a good idea.
I used to have imaginary friends, but they weren’t imaginary and they weren’t friends.
There is nothing to be afraid of, except being dressed up in diapers and forced feed a bottle.