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November 14, 2004 - 7:54 p.m. *Gets into her hacker pose* Im in. Luke: In? In what? Diaryland got super busy. Took me forever to post an entry, and I dont even know what write about... Sat here like a dedicated Halo fanboy, hoping to be the first get the world's most over-rated first person shooter, only to get to the front of the line and the bouncer tells you you need a life and to stop playing Halo, so you go home and hang yourself because without Halo you are nothing. Snake: *Blinks* What? I was emphasising my dedication to get on diaryland.. Luke: I dont think it worked very well.. Damn Halo... Anyways, I saw the coolest product today! Glow in the dark wiper blades! With cheese! Okay, I made that last part up, but I thought "Wow! That would be sexy! To have sexy wipers that scream 'yo! Im sexy! Look at my sexy wipers!'" But alas! They did not come in the sizes I needed and my hopes were dashed. So I bought a $10 air freshener to cheer me up. (See? I LOVE wasting money!) Luke: TEN DOLLARS? You can almost buy your own ship for that! Yeah, like a nice smelling ship. A ship that smells like vanilla. Mum got a flat tire the other day. We have to get a new tire or something... Kinda dumb. Her car could have smelled like vanilla, but it chose not to.. Audience member #3: Are you on drugs? What the hell? Audience member #100: Stop snorting vanilla and join reality! Sorry! Just trying to be chipper! Sheeze... I got new glasses a month ago. I dont think I mentioned that. They are sexy! But not as sexy as wipers that glow... *slumps her shoulders and walks offstage, sighing melodramatically.* Luke: Look what you guy did! You upset her. Audience member #99: She dissed Halo! Snake: I'll take care of them. *cocks his rifle* Luke: Riight... I think I'd better end this... *reaches into a knapsack and digs around for a nice quote* Aha! "Shut the hell up, fanboy" - Lara's brother gets sick of "the Halo". May the Force be with you, Luke
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