-=(Sagien)=-

Sounds like a pyramid scheme

"Stir some shit up .. just not things that'd embarass me"

-shftleft

hmm

I'm hurt.. but understanding

So, judging by wednesday's comments, I just got accused of having acquired the case of the pussies. Arbitrarily growing a vagina, and at the same time, attacked for taking cold showers. Which the perpetrator of the attack thought was quite clever on his part.

You know what I say to that?

You're a cold shower

"I had sex with the leading lady in the play. She was hot"

He forgot to add "I lied."

First one to guess as to who I'm talking about gets a free tshirt.

VD sent me this pic the other day. I don't know why. But, if some of you can remember the greater than now old blog, VD sent me recurring images of this male specimen laying down. The pictures were always taken from a vantage point hovering above the subject photographed, suggesting a sort of male missionary position. Perhaps he just finished ramming his dick in and out of his ass, because the guy in the pictures looks asleep(or anally exhausted, you decide).

In my experience that my readership does not like alot of words. Which would lead me to believe that most of you are probably close to retarded. This brought me to the decision of the need to reinstate Retard Day. People eagerly awaited Retard Day. And it was usually monday. Well now that schedule has changed. It is officially on Idontgiveafuckday. So without further ado, it is officially Idontgiveafuckday and this is your first *NEW* Sagien blog Retard Day personality.

yemmee play my geetar. center.. center ze ball.. sorry... inside... joke....

GRIMRKEN

I acknowledge that whatever words I can formulate will not ever suffice to give justice to this retard of retards. So, I will let him explain it for himself. These are excerpts from his myspace account. [might need to sign up for myspace account to view]

I enjoy the half-second pause right before I lay into somebody and ruin them. . . .not that i'm a jerk or anything. . . it's just that sometimes people try to be edgy with you . . .and they come at you with their best "impression" of a ball-breaker. . . .so anyway about music. . . I am a fake guitar player. . . I hate the instrument and I wish it was a horn. . . like a saxophone. . . so I do my best to sound as little like a guitar as possible. . . . I like to listen to things that change the ambient perspective. . . . away from the usual i think. . .

Uh... what?!

Here we see our Retard Day personality with none other than the dude in the leopard skin boxers. You guys wanna wager on a guess as to who actually took that picture? Free tshirt.

miss the breeze through tree tops at night that is a precursory strike to a huge thunderstorm . . . that you can see flash somewhere away (FLASHFLASH 1 Mississippi. . . 2 Mississippi. . . . RUMBLERUMBLE) from you (mom says it's angels bowling, and even though I ain't religous, I know she has a couple of angels that ride her baffles (that spot that sonor doesn't pick up due to engine reverberation). . . she's walkin like 4 deep with an angel crew) . . . Mom is also 3000 miles away. . . . but my friends that I have made (all of which I have made laugh at least once) are like a family. . .

.....ooookay...

thats all i have. and i am pleased.

Posted by sagien at October 1, 2004 12:19 AM