Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Hands down, their military strength sucks.
Now you see, also brought to mind is how Switzerland has managed to dodge every war, staying neutral on every occasion. How they manage to do this, I have no idea. Perhaps bribes? Perhaps their cool little red knives? Or maybe Hitler was scared to attack a country that had a white plus sign on its flag.
"No, don't attack us, you want Swiss Cheese, eh?"
Now something to imagine is if France and Switzerland were to have a war with each other, you can't be too sure of the turnout. Actually, Switzerland will probably back out of the war, and France would somehow manage to blow themselves up with nuclear missiles, toss baguettes at each other in anguish, and then go complain about their problems to England and the US.
Pfft, scavenging noobs.
Go whimper to the higher powers, why dont'cha.
So, in this scenario, there would be no winner. Hell, both sides lost. I don't see why Switzerland WOULDN'T want to back out of the war, its not like they can run into their ranks and stab people with nail files from their little Swiss Army Knives. Unless they built a mini-gun into those, that'd actually be quite impressive.
With that said, you can be sure that although both sides lost, the real winner is the USA, the proud, USA. Thats right. Even though we never took place in that war, we gain the upper hand by letting more and more people to get obese (oftentimes on baguettes, you dirty French ) and spend billions of taxpayer dollars to fund HotPlates. Good, good hotplates.
Not to mention, we also have cool digital watches.
Take that Switzerland! You think you're so great with them Swatches that nobody buys!
Well it seems to me that I'm very sick, and it took me 3 bottles of water, a can of beans, and 2 tablets of tylenol a day, not to mention a bowl of guacamole to go with it.
That being said, I feel completely awful, nasal congestion and whatnot.
Now that I've begun to make this post, I can rightfully say that NO, I am not ditching zuperblogz like my other blogs ( See Universetech rofl, one freaking post ;) ). Shut up, Z comedy had a good run.
I think that you might not actually be wondering that your not wondering why you're not wondering about the "unchurned" bit in the title.
Well, you see, my mom had bought this quart of Edy's Slowchurned Ice Cream.
Hmm, neat, I guess America likes ice cream churned less.
You know, how great would it be to come out with UNchurned ice cream?
I would call it : Eddy's UNchurned ice cream, or "Edwin's Magic Juice."
That being said, I have to go sulk and complain about my aches and pains, perhaps eat a banana...
Saturday, March 17, 2007
^Click for full size^
Spoof of "The Hills have Eyes"
Just a little Double Whammy poster-ness.
In case you didn't know, the dimples on a potatoe are by definition, the "eyes" of the potatoe. Excellent.
What is the Shrewd?
The Shrewd made its first appearance in 2007, although the exact date is unknown/missing/awesome. They are one of the lesser spotted animals, although have randomly come out of nowhere to harass the generic public, via this blog. The Shrewd's Name can be spotted in the main title, and can be found in this site's favicon. Keen observers can also see it freaking out a ninja at the bottom of the page, if you're really into that kind of thing.**
Appearance: The Shrewd's most distinctive features include their bulging eyes, often containing pupils which face opposite directions (up,down, left, right). Their smile is a biological miracle, being that they are able to extend their smile-things across their entire face, and then some. The longest record to date is 2 feet extending from the body. What the Shrewd looks like from behind with this, is unknown, for nobody is that awesome/sweet/l33t/ enough to even dare so.
The photograph of the Shrewd was extremely hard to find, being that most cameras cannot handle how shrewd/sweet/supa' fly they are, so that our crew could only grasp the outline of the Shrewd's body. We then smoothed out the curves, and had Billy, our cartoonist, to fill in the colors according to his emotion. Upon finishing, Billy proceeded to annihilate our other staff, in a terrible accident with a baguette and an oversized Shop-Rite leek.
We'll miss Matt and... what's-his-face.
If you can't tell already, the Shrewd who had its photo taken was in some deep emotional trauma.
Behavior: The Shrewd's behavior is defined as "shrewd," for all of those who cannot infer even the most blatant of things. They are known to live in the the area outside of your skull, but still inside your Russian hat with the little ear-flaps, which are factually awesome. The Shrewd has a tendency to be awesome, to eat, freak j00 out, and exhibit its most famous hobby, being shrewd. It usually sits there, being shrewd on the floor, sometimes crawling around on its stomach, should It actually have one.
Reproduction: Lol, WTF? Shrewds just ARE.
Migratory Pattern: They tend to travel the same route as the coconuts.
-Nobody can act Shrewdly. Not even the Shrewds.
-^ No, seriously ^
-ROFL MY WAFLS
And so we finish our look into the Shrewd, I'll make a real post tomorrow ; )
**Removed: If you want to see what it looked like go here
Friday, March 16, 2007
So, like the typical me, what's better to do than go onto runescape and wittle away my life? Huh? Yeah!
I managed to accomplish almost nothing at all today, except one range lvl, a few hundred herbs, and a ton of random st00f.
So anyways, I guess I really shouldn't be posting.
You see, I'm the type of guy who posts stuff when things actually HAPPEN.
Of course, just as a warning, I'll say that tomorrow I'm going to Shawnee, snowboarding.
Had the storm not come, It'd be too warm to go. :(
In that case, I guess I'd better be humorous/entertaining.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Saturday, March 10, 2007
The Part of You That No One Sees
You are balanced, peaceful, and sincere.
You're the type of person who goes along to get along.
And you're definitely afraid of rocking the boat.
Underneath it all, you fear your world falling apart.
You'll put up with a situation that you don't like in fear of changing it.
Disruptive and forceful people intimidate you - and sometimes exploit you.
Anywho, this seems to be the 80th post, nothing is really happening. In case you're wondering, this is the 80th post, and I'm VERY far behind Geoffrey.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
So in celebratory awesomeness, I've decided to make a post on the highlights of the day.
Nvm, screw this, just see the post below, titled "My birthday, and nothing more."
So whatever, my mom and dad decided to get me a little birthday-present, which is basically getting to go to California for my Johns Hopkins Camp.
Psh, its not like they wouldn't let me go anyways. However, it did count as my birthday present.
Still pretty sweet getting to go to Los Angeles ova' t3h summer.
So I went out to eat for dinner today (a big surprise), went to this place called "Stardust Diner." It wasn't too bad, except for the fact that it seemed that there was only one waitress. Meh, there's been worse.
Anyways, I got this "thing" called English Blackened Prime Rib. 'Twas actually kind of good, being that it was English and all. Yes Geoffrey, you can go do your "because thats what heroes do" stance. Yup.
Even being that 'twas good, it didn't seem my parents favoured the $10 price tag that just happened to follow it around like a little dog following a penguin because penguins LOVE little doggies.
So after that, we stumbled into our cars in the bitter cold of winter-snowyness and became awesome throughout the entire car ride. You know, the usual.
In case you've been wondering still why the post title is called "Excuses, Excuses," perhaps you should read below. Yeah... Below...
Under this less than incriminating line of text is a comedy script I thought up of during science, mainly because I didn't have anything better to do. At all.
I was looking at a few magician's tricks, mainly the "Ha ha noob I'm going to pull this tablecloth out of under the dishes" trick. Now you see, it really doesn't look to hard, and it would be easy to imagine what that magician would say.
Now, he'd be like, "I decided to clean only the tablecloth, but I didn't feel like taking off the dishes one by one."
At this point he's pull the tablecloth out from under.
Now you see, I very much have difficulty imagining what that magician would do in a situation where the trick failed miserably. How would he respond? What would be his excuse?
Perhaps he took the tablecloth out from under, and the dishes with it, shattering onto the floor.
The only response to that I can think of is :
"Well at least I don't have to clean the dishes."
In celebratory awesomeness, I have decided to make an uber-post, since it's my birthday.
Now that that's been said, I'd like to say.
Got some people at school to tell me it's my birthday Cathryn had congratulated me.
That's probably the most anyone's said :P
Geoff said "Happy Birthday BTW"
He actually said the letters "b" "t" and "w."
And so this post ends. See the above post for other st00fz0rs I did today.
Monday, March 5, 2007
At last, I finally came onto the computer, and decided on getting the Earl the Canister movie posted on our blip.tv account (randommovies.blip.tv). So anyways, here's the movie.
In case you've been wondering, Earl the Canister was pushed from one side of the Halo 2 map Headlong, to the other side, and pushed it up several flights of stairs, before I accidentlly tossed a grenade and blew him off.
He suffered minimal Injuries, Earl did.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Earl the Canister is a moveable, indestructible metal canister that I found on one side of the Halo 2 map, Headlong. He was discovered on March 3rd, when we woke up after playing a night full of Halo 2 ownage and decided to keep on playing. Naturally, I just HAD to roll him from one side of the map to the other. He was pushed off a 5-story building, or moreover blown off with a fragmentation grenade. He was then filmed but then later unavailable for hosting. He was later forgotten as the xBox was turned off, and he was had a horrible case of amnesia and was resetted to his original place.
He was a great Canister.
Well if in some rare instance that you actually are wondering what is happening is, well, sort of simple.
You see, 'twas my birthday party yesterday, and two(2) people brought xBox Controllers for meh party. Jessie got me a wireless, while Sean got me two normal.
So we have 4-way OWNAGE throughout the day, and night, and most of the morning of the next day.
Ha ha, my ear hurts.
We had a hilarious movie of Earl the Canister being blown off a building(by mistake).
Thanks a lot to Revver, they won't accept my movie to be hosted, something about Copyright and Halo/Halo2. Hmph, I'm not actually saying that "I" made it.
Anywho, I had really stop blogging at the moment, mainly because I'm in MontClair University.
So, anyways He's talking something about Internet Databases/Servers and other cooly-cool things, and I'm about to leave.
I'll make a post on Earl the Canister later.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
And so much as to continue my ramblings, I proclaim, The Results of My SAT are in!
I scored a 1760, out of 2100 or something.
I managed to score higher than the average "college-bound" senior, peaking in math, which was some 180 points higher than average.
'Tis sweet, you know.
When I told the results to Geoff, he said that:
Oh. So now I'm only as smart as Geoffrey eh?
Well, I can't wait until he gets his results.
Unless he didn't take the test.
Which he probably didn't.
Um... I'll still make sure he gets results... Heh heh heh...
And ending on that note, its been decided that I must go onto my quest of "shopping in the lost Shoprite for cups and assorted breakfaster eats." Yum.
We're also going to hope to get these giant Hershey's bars as the goodie bag presents, Whoopee!
And so, I finish off this blog post with my mum. Oh dear. I'm under the influence. Of Geoffrey. But seriously kids, DON'T DO DRUGS. It will lead to social ruin. A lot.
Anywho, my mom* watches me from the door way, desperately waiting for me to finish off this blog post, which has only taken the course of, um, five minutes? Excellent.
At last, I finally do finish this blog post.
Or will I?
Or shall I?
Ok maybe I really should.