| Losers!! |
[Nov. 18th, 2004|01:21 pm] |
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Who thinks Butters, Eric, Kyle, and Stan looked gay with their hairstyles?
I DO! Hahaha. Good thing I was with Craig instead...I probably would've looked like an ass. (like you guys did) |
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| Funny Stuff |
[Oct. 28th, 2004|06:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
America...
America...
America, FUCK YEAH!
Coming again, to save the mother fucking day yeah,
America, FUCK YEAH!
Freedom is the only way yeah,
Terrorist your game is through cause now you have to answer too,
America, FUCK YEAH!
So lick my butt, and suck on my balls,
America, FUCK YEAH!
What you going to do when we come for you now,
it’s the dream that we all share; it’s the hope for tomorrow
FUCK YEAH!
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Damn, Team America fuckin ROCKED! |
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| Uhh.. |
[Oct. 9th, 2004|07:40 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sick | ] |
I think I'm getting sick..
Well like Kyle said, we're going to watch Team America when it comes out...it better be good. The commercials were good, I guess.
Eric doesn't really want to watch it, but who gives a fuck. We're all going. |
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| Oh, fuck. DAMMIT. |
[Oct. 2nd, 2004|07:07 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cranky | ] |
I can't find my Britney magazines! SHIT! They were under my bed, and now...fuck.
Anyone have any extras? |
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| Jesus. |
[Sep. 21st, 2004|03:26 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
Kyle's pissed. He keeps telling that kid that he's not going to unban Wendy, but the dude kust keeps replying with the same stuff.
...you would think Wendy would be all happy that Stan hasn't banned her from his journal.
This is all bull shit...I'm staying out of it. |
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| Haha |
[May. 12th, 2004|09:38 pm] |
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| | amused | ] |
Look what I found: http://www.livejournal.com/users/e_cartman/
Eric made his own journal and the fat ass was hoping to make "kewl and mature friends". Remember last time? Hahaha, what a dick.
...well, gotta go. Mom and dad are at it again. Grrr... |
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| You know what? |
[Apr. 23rd, 2004|08:16 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
I was getting fuckin sick of dying everyday. Everything was good...until 2 days ago. I died at Mr. Jefferson's house, god dammit. And there was Eric outside, being an ass, thinking Mr. Jefferson was "normal". The bastard threw me into the air until I went through the ceiling!
DAMMIT. I'll go look at my magazines now... |
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