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Sadly it's only my thoughts, just the flatulent ooze from my mind.

Nothing profound, nothing lasting: just a moment of pure satisfaction.
Sorry if it smells.


To stop those embarrassing displays of stupidity, just take one Braino before each instance of thought. It's guaranteed to work or your money back.

Do you blow your horn,
cut the cheese,
let Polly out of jail,
pop a bean,
burnout,
launch a loaf,
shoot a bunny,
light the match,
or drop an air biscuit?
Have you ever let a breezer,
a carpet stainer,
a wet willy,
a poop gopher,
a trouser trumpet,
a sonic blast,
a cushion creeper,
a rumbler,
a string of pearls,
a hershey squirt,
a turtle head,
or a nut knocker?
If so, you can chat live with one of our licensed Flatulence Therapist. Don't go thru life thinking your the only one who's peeled the paint off the wall, chat with those who have been there and done that. Just go to "silentbutdeadly.com" and understand it's not a crime, it's a disease.
If you have a crop duster in the family and feel overwhelmed, we also have family support. If you want to plan an intervention, we can help you with that also. Don't go thru life in a fog, feeling helpless to those sphincter emissions, we can help and we care.

I you would be so kind as to leave a comment when you visit this site. Thank you so much. J

Friday, September 10, 2010

Some Of Kieran's Shorter Entries

I decided to put some of his short entries on here. They are just a sentence or a short paragraph but you get what was going on with him at that time. They are from different times and are mixed up in order. I messed up when I was writing them down and there are so many that I can't go back to a certain entry.

  • Last night was sex night for my aunt and uncle. I knew it was gonna be a bad night when my uncle came home early. As soon as he pulled into the drive way, I went to my room to hide. Every time they have one of their “special” nights, it’s the same thing. He comes home early. He takes a shower. Then he takes one of his hard on pills. They eat dinner. Then they go into the den and make out till his pill takes effect (I made the mistake of coming out of my room one night when he was walking from the den to their bedroom, he was walking thru the hallway with a boner). Since then, I always stay in my room from the time he gets home till the next morning. Usually I have earphones on so I don’t have to hear the old people sex sounds. I can’t wait to get out of here. I hate it. I’ve actually thought about stealing something like a car or breaking into somebodies house, so I could get sent somewhere, anywhere.
  • I'm in trouble again. I went to this place overlooking the highway this morning. It's on a hill on the edge of a field. I was just killing time. I didn't want to be here cause my aunt and uncle are home all day. But I layed back and was looking at the clouds. I accidently fell asleep. I didn't come back till dark and the uncle was mad cause my parents called while I was gone. So I missed being able to talk to my parents but I get to sit around being looked at like a criminal by this asshole after he yelled at me for like an hour. Hate the old bastard. Really Really hate him.
  • Will has been acting weird lately. I don’t know what is up with him. I’m glad that he’s got friends and that things have really got better for them. I think it’s better that he hangs with kids his own age but it’s still weird the way he avoids me now. I don’t know……
  • I really don't like living here with these people. My uncle is strange and sometimes I think he's got some real mental issues. It's not that bad during the week but on the weekends, it's bad. It's like he blames me for everything that happens that he doesn't like during that time. And he has some weird ways of making a point. He really likes to make me uncomfortable. He says things and does things that isn't a threat but they just don't fit the situation. He was complaining all day that they couldn't go away for the weekend because of me. So what does he do to show that I am the cause of this? He goes into the bathroom while I'm taking a shower. He takes my clothes, the towels and everything out of the bathroom. Then he sits down on the toilet with a knife, and acts like he's scraping the dirt out from under his finger nails. I have to get out of the shower and walk to hall closet next to my room to get a towel. Maybe he just wanted to see what a real guy or a real good looking guy looks like naked. He got a good look at the whole package and I probably had half a stiffy cause of the hot water and all. Hope he enjoyed the show.
  • I hate my history teacher and his dumb class. He’s such a moron. I don’t mind that some people have a different view of history. I don’t mind that they try to teach it. I do mind when they dismiss somebody’s view just because it is from a kid especially when the kid backs it up. Everybody has an opinion on Vietnam but I have a major problem when a teacher has a simplistic view (this side is wrong, this side is right). I tried to explain that it was never as simple as that. Nobody was right and everybody was wrong. There was so much wrong about the whole thing that there could never be anything right about it. I layed out my examples and explained why I said that everybody was wrong. He told me that I was wrong and then said that America was on the right side because we were there to help the democratic government hold on to power from the Soviet backed Chinese Communist. I understood then that there was no way I could ever discuss anything with him cause he’s a moron. I was about to get mad and really start argueing but my nose started bleeding. I hate it when that happens cause everybody thinks I’ve been picking my nose in class. I went to the bathroom and then went to see the nurse. I got to miss my next class, which was a plus. But the bad part is that the nurse is gonna call mom and dad cause of all the nose bleeds I’ve had lately. Oh well.
  • Man I hate being wrong. I got into an argument on line yesterday and I couldn’t quit. I know that I was wrrrrrrrong but I wasn’t gonna give in. Ever….. Yeah, I’m a dumbass. That sounds like a great song title.
  • I quit drinking Mountain Dew. I noticed when I drink one before school, I have to pee atleast 2 times before 1st break. Same with tea on Sundays. It's a mistake to drink tea before church services. That stuff works thru you way too fast. And no more beans on Sundays. They really start popping Monday and last all day long. Nahhhh. I'm not quitting beans, they're too much fun and I like them. Everybody else will just have to deal with it.
Beans Beans, good for your heart;
The more you eat 'em, the more you fart.

  • Cody, Jake, the moms, and me were eating lunch today. Mom was talking about how I would sometimes start preaching to her about things even when I was like 8-9-10 years old. She said that one day I was preaching about her speeding and driving without a seatbelt on. She told me that I should stop acting like an adult and start acting like a 12 year old. She said I said that I hadn’t been a 12 year old since I was 5. LOL. I can be a real smartass sometimes.

2 comments:

Bry said...

LOL

Brian said...

Glad to see you're still around too, Bry.