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Cheat Commandos in the clas-....uh... on xanga...

Commando: "uh, sir?  Its been brought to my attention that you haven't posted since- well a long time. -sir"

zero2sixtyin7: "Ahh! leave me alone...Im studyin french history...an the guillotine an stuff"

Commando: "Your level of creativity has dropped off signfic- eh, alot, lately sir"

Commando2: "As of late, is not been so great.  Heh ha"

Commando: "We've come to the conclusion that- you broke your imagination"

zero2sixtyin7: "WHAT?!?!?  I did not break my imagination!  Its fine....really, I just uh took some time off to study french history an the inquisition an important stuff like that.  Its not been that long.  I was plannin on updating any day now"

Commando: "Explain 5 months 9 days an 7 hours an 27 seconds...Without a single post! then sir.  Im afraid we're gonna havta terminate this terminally tepid-

zero2sixtyin7: "No, wait!  Its not broken.....for instance lemme think of the best thing ever..........ragout....de bceuf.......yep, it broke."

Gunhaver: "Cut the cord Renalds..."

Currently Listening A-Team By Mike Post & Pete Carpenter see related

*scribbler lunges at zero2sixty fists flying* *zero2sixty dodges out of the way at the last second* all the while wondering why this passerby decided to prey upon his lil cucumber stand.  Zero2sixty being lost in thought over why someone would try to mug a cucumber stand instead of a corn stand or one of those big corp. multi-vegetable stands(which everyone knows makes a lot more money than a cucumber stand) doesn't notice The Scribbler who is once again flying at him fists a swingin, until the last moment, and with no time to get out of the way, zero2sixty does "the trick" as Mark D would say.   *scribbler hurts hand on zero2sixty*  Zero2sixty then commences to give The Scribbler a piece of his mind….   “…not in my ‘hood……ya lil punk……..can’t touch the steel.”  *2 more Scribblers jump outta nowhere an assist their leader*  

Zero2sixty: “Whoa!  There’s Three of Them!! 

Scribbler: “Yes, we work as a team.” 

Zero2sixty: “oh, that reminds me.”(says nothing more) 

Scribbler: “What?” 

  Just then, the A-Team screeches to a stop infront of the lil stand in a tank, made out of a grocery cart an some nails(72 sinkers to be exact) the tank having a flame thrower on top in place of the 50 gunner, points right at The Scribbler leader......who wielded nothing more than a very large fountain pen.......  

Dun, Dun, DUN.

To be continued…..some other time……when I have time….or something

*<g> So yeah, parts of  this will make lots of sense to certain people, an other part will make sense to other people……but mostly……confusion will reign.  :)-

Thank God for Goodness Sake......

Well it's already been 5 years since that morning that I was running a small vegetable stand, it was just like any other morning at the market.......my cucumbers were sellin like crazy(for everyone knew I had the best cucumbers around.....or something like that).....the lady running the stand next to us(sis an I) was under cutting our green bean price......and the watermelons, were, well, watermelons......But then, some very strange very confusing rumors started going around......something about New york, a family at another stand(who has some very strange political views) said that the government had blown up some buildings an tried to make it look like terrorists had done it......later when we got home and found out what had happened I just stared at the Tv(the news was on) in almost disbelief, I mean this is The U.S.A.!  Nobody attacks The US.  There to strong, to great, to, well, invincible, Nothing like this ever happens here!  Right? 

  Well, now that I think about it, yeah that is pretty much right.  Nothing of this magnitude ever does happen in the US(Think about it, when was the last time the US has seen this many casualties on its own soil to an enemy force?  Pearl Harbor, maybe?)  God has Greatly blessed us with peace and with plenty.  And what do we do?  We see how far we can get from God all the while still receiving his blessings.  Then as soon as God say: Ok, you don't want me, see how you like it, heres a lil taste of it. 

  An what do we do?  Insist for more blessings!!!  With  "God Bless America" plastered on everything from tailgates to yards all over America.  Which I agree, I want Gods blessing on America, but don't ya think that maybe we should at least thank God for what he has gave/is giving before we ask for more???(I mean really, we are the free-est, most powerful, wealthiest, and secure nation in the WORLD!)  And maybe(sarcastic "maybe" emphasized) trying to get a lil closer to God, rather then trying to take the blessings from his hands with a ten foot pole.

  First it was 9/11, then it was Katrina, What will the next "taste" be??  How many more will it take?  How thick-headed can we be?

Also I would like to remember the policemen, the firefighters, and the average joe's....who gave it all on that fateful day, for the good of others......who showed there un-average-ness, whether it was helping people out of burning  skyscrapers, or forcing your way into the cockpit of a commercial airliner that had been taken over by terrorists, all the while knowing that if you succeeded there was nobody to fly the plane to a safe landing, but that by causing it to crash you might save someone elses life.......The true patriot, the true American, I salute you, and  Thankyou.

*Once again, Im talkin to myself as much as anyone.  Im not really happy with writing of this, it needs editing an to be thought out more, but,  its getting late an I gotta hit the sack.  So here are some of my thoughts in rough grade.   :)-  Have a great day everybody(or night, or whatever :)-  Later

Currently Listening Free at Last: The Music By dc Talk see related

Tu madre va al Colegio!!!

The curly madness is GONE!!!!  muhahahaha! ............would you believe I just shaved my head?

    HMM?????

Yeah me neither.....but I did get a haircut, an when I stood up from the barbor chair it was like there was a great weight that had been lifted from my shoulders.........hmmm, maybe if I was a vegetale script writer I would turn this into some sort a learning experience.......like maybe spiritual haircuts or something.  ;)-  well, maybe another time, right now I gotta go mow the lawn at our church.  hmm <g> latre people

WooHoo rides at the county fair, But, suddenly theres a LOUD metal on Metal sound...

So Im hangin out at the county fair, you know the place where you stuff yourself ride a ferris wheel an then go pet a goat or something.  Well I was in the ride the ferris wheel stage of the cycle but the only one they had was like 10 feet tall an nobody over like 27 inches could ride on it, so I had to settle for something else so I find this really cool looking one "TOP GUN" the ride that has the two caged seating areas which swing back an forth an then they go clear over(making you upside down when it goes over the top, so its my third time on it in a row an I'm kinda starting to get bored with it when about halfway through the ride a support bar breaks off and slams down on top of our cage(Thank God for the cage, otherwise my head would be down about at my mid section) and then starts flopping back and forth as the ride goes through its circuler course.......the guy next to me(the gothic type...nose piercings....lip piercings...pretty much he had his face pierced...all round) was going crazy, he was so scared....I heard my share of 4 letter words, thats for sure.  I was just like that was fun, man I hope that bar wasn't really needed.....it was just for looks right? 

  Then once they finally got it stopped they couldn't get us out for awhile because when the bar was flopping back and forth it broke some sort of hydraulic line that was supposed to allow the bars holding us in up, in the mean time the guy next to me is screaming for a cigarette(which he finally gets from the crowd....THANK YOU anonymous cigarette donor, but then no thank you cause then he wanted to smoke it.....of all things, but then right then they got us free an he was able to run off an smoke his cig in private.  yeah it was quite a ride.  It definately made up for the absence of the ferris wheel, an then some.  But then they were already shipping all the goats out because it was the last day of the fair an it was getting late......which reminds me...it's gettin kinda late, an I gotta work tomorrow.....Later peoples.