Eeyorepan seems destined
or greatest payoff… one of the two, but maybe both? Who knows. Well, currently I’m reading a lot of grammar books, not to take them to heart, but to know when i fuck things up… I pray i only do it on purpose. On myspace I painted a picture for tom robbons and it’s now on his page… so maybe he’ll give me some advice… probably not, but who cares anyways. The guy is amired by all those who discover sex through his writings, and praise his myspace page. One guy wrote, “tom robbins writes with berry juice, and wears a goat crown…” Well, he didn’t say that, but something like that. I should have wrote, to mock him, Tom writes with the dew of Bambi’s dingleberries, in the morning after new ears, and only for a short time, for he has a dentists apointment. I’m sure it would have made someone smile. I wanted to have a book published before i turned twenty one, but i failed that goal. to every one who sat on the edge of their seat… I’m sorry. Los ciento… or something like that. I don’t like vegetarians. Did i ever tell you that? Do vegetarians hate hate hate canibals? Did you know… animals eat other animals? Are we not animals, what’s so different about it?
Juuuuuuuust kidding.
