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The TRUE Purpose of Cobra

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008

World domination?


Enslavement of the human race?

Not even close.


Hah! You wish…

… is it… love?




F.Y.I. the puppy’s name is Sergeant Scruffy… so technically, he’s still G.I. Joe.

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What the heck is THAT?! (part 2)

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

If you haven’t read my previous post, know that you suck and that you MUST scroll down lest you desire to suck even more.

The animal that looks like a retarded centipede that grew up near a nuclear waste dump is NOT a llama, but an alpaca!

Alpacas are social herd animals that live in family groups consisting of a territorial alpha male, females and their young. They are gentle, elegant, inquisitive, intelligent and observant. As they are a prey animal, they are cautious and nervous if they feel threatened. They like having their own space and may not like an unfamiliar alpaca or human getting close, especially from behind. They warn the herd about intruders by making sharp, noisy inhalations that sound like a high pitch burro bray. The herd may attack smaller predators with their front feet, and can spit and kick. Due to the soft pads on their feet, the impact of a kick is not as dangerous as that of a hoofed animal, yet it still can give quite a bruise, and the pointed nails can inflict cuts.

Ohhh so it’s like a spiffed up llama… or the illicit love child of a collie, llama and a Star Wars character… in short, it’s classified under camelid

The alpaca IS the swiss knife of weird animals because it’s gentle, elegant, inquisitive, intelligent blah blah blah,

And they sound like a clutch that doesn’t… bite… =/

*khack kakkkk khackkkkk!*

On Spitting:

Not all alpacas spit, but all are capable. "Spit" is somewhat euphemistic. While occasionally the projectile contains only air and a little saliva, they also commonly bring up acidic stomach contents (generally a green grassy mix) and project it onto their chosen target. Spitting is mostly reserved for other alpacas, but an alpaca will occasionally spit at humans that, for example, take away food.

For alpacas, spitting results in what is called "sour mouth." Sour mouth is characterized by a loose-hanging lower lip and a gaping mouth. This is caused by the stomach acids and unpleasant taste of the contents as they pass out of the mouth.

Some alpacas will spit when looked at, others will never spit — their personalities are very individualized and there is no hard and fast rule in terms of social behavior, although there is often a group leader, and a group trailer/runt that is picked on by others.

So they’re unique! You are able to differentiate them based on their spitting capabilities. Woohoo!

On Star Wars:

This alpaca looks like Luke Skywalker in The Empire Strikes Back while he was in Hoth. 

On Being Creepy:


Well, if you ever find yourself walking alone in the fields of Peru or Chile in the MIDDLE of the day… you don’t want THIS to happen to you:


That’s the scariest **** I’ve ever seen in my life…

A GANG OF ALPACAS… they’re hairy and they have knees. *shudder*

These guys are gonna mess you up.

*One cool thing is that if a llama and an alpaca mate, you get this:

a huarizo! woohooo

hurray for wikipedia

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The Blank Stare

Friday, March 14th, 2008

Nothing is coming to my mind.


I’m staring blankly into my monitor, the sound of Seinfeld episodes wafting in my head.


something like this:


Emptiness as faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar as your retinas could process.

I feel slowwwww. My wit isn’t in its usual snappy and alert state. The banters aren’t up to snuff and my hand-eye coordination is SLUGGISH at best.

at BEST!

I feel like a half-baked human being.

A shell.

*looks around for SOMETHING to write about*

I’m Back!

Tuesday, March 11th, 2008

If you’ve missed me, I must apologize. I’ve been gone for almost two weeks because I had to PLOW through this BIG, BIG (albeit retarded) project. It’s weird to be slide myself back into the normal grind. Kinda annoying too, actually. What do I write about? I can’t talk about the project. If I did, it’ll destroy the whole notion of the project being retarded. So…. how have you guys been?

Ironically, this past few weeks have been amazing to say the least. :D

I feel like Moses after wandering the desert for 40 years… haggard, dirty, and bearing a significant amount of facial hair… ugh.

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Disney Princesses Show Their True Colors

Friday, February 22nd, 2008

If they’re not busy being rescued by their princes, or hard at work defying the social norm (which is awesome), the princesses of Disney prefer chilling out and…


Looks like Sleeping Beauty is noogieing the tar out of Alice.

I wonder how their guys look in a group picture… hmmm.

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A world without lawyers

Friday, February 15th, 2008

What are lawyers, really? To me, a lawyer is basically the person that knows the rules of the country. We’re all throwing the dice, playing the game, moving our pieces around the board, but if there’s a problem, the lawyer is the only person that has read the inside of the top of the box.

I think one of the fun things for them is to say, "objection."

"Objection! Objection, your Honor."

Objection, of course, is the adult version of, "’fraid not." To to which the judge can say two things, he can say, "overruled" which is the adult version of "’fraid so," or he could say, "sustained," which is the adult version of "Duh."


Lionel Hutz… the lawyer clutz.

In The Year 2000

Thursday, February 7th, 2008

When are they going to have the flying cars? They have been promising that for a while, right? It’s taken years… Years! When I was a kid, they made it seem like it was right around the corner. I think Stephen Hawking or Batman has one… or maybe they’re just electric cars. It’d make sense if Batman fought for the environment too. For sure, Captain Planet has an electric car. What about Harrison Ford? He had one in Blade Runner! That was a cool one car. However, the only car I could compare it to was… Chitty-Chitty Bang-Bang. Meh.

Well, what do you think the big holdup is? I think the government is very touchy about us being in the air. They’ll let us run around on the ground as much as we want… Anything in the air is a big production. Ick.

And what about the floating cities?

And where are the underwater bubble cities?

It’s like we’re living in the ’50s here. The future is NOW!

Inch By Inch

Wednesday, January 30th, 2008

Al Pacino’s speech from Any Given Sunday

I don’t know what to say really.
Three minutes
to the biggest battle of our professional lives
all comes down to today.
we heal
as a team
or we are going to crumble.
Inch by inch
play by play
till we’re finished.
We are in hell right now, gentlemen
believe me
we can stay here
and get the **** kicked out of us
we can fight our way
back into the light.
We can climb out of hell.
One inch, at a time.
Now I can’t do it for you.
I’m too old.
I look around and I see these young faces
and I think
I mean
I made every wrong choice a middle age man could make.
I uh….
I pissed away all my money
believe it or not.
I chased off
anyone who has ever loved me.
And lately,
I can’t even stand the face I see in the mirror.
You know when you get old in life
things get taken from you.
That’s, that’s part of life.
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of inches.
So is football.
Because in either game
life or football
the margin for error is so small.
I mean
one half step too late or to early
you don’t quite make it.
One half second too slow or too fast
and you don’t quite catch it.
The inches we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever break of the game
every minute, every second.
On this team, we fight for that inch
On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us
to pieces for that inch.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that inch.
Cause we know
when we add up all those inches
that’s going to make the ******* difference
between WINNING and LOSING
between LIVING and DYING.
I’ll tell you this
in any fight
it is the guy who is willing to die
who is going to win that inch.
And I know
if I am going to have any life anymore
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that inch
because that is what LIVING is.
The six inches in front of your face.
Now I can’t make you do it.
You gotta look at the guy next to you.
Look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a guy who will go that inch with you.
You are going to see a guy
who will sacrifice himself for this team
because he knows when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for him.
That’s a team, gentlemen
and either we heal now, as a team,
or we will die as individuals.
That’s football guys.
That’s all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?


Now it’s time to fight for that inch, kiddies.

Rhyme and Reason

Thursday, January 17th, 2008

Our breaths invisibly embracing in air
The volt of your eyes illuminates the darkness hidden
inside the gloomy corner
of what lies between my chest
Nebulas forming in our mouths
The smoke coming out matches the galactic magic
of nebulas appearing in what we call “space”
Lights in a borealis,
your own constellation
flecked by dots of ash
flown on the jetblack of your pants
Lead ink, paper and eternity
Gray strokes and fire lines
construct images of our masterpiece
your grave unfolds into a
flawless sculpture made of kisses
we extract beauty out of obscurity
and we both put our imagination on paper
smeared on the porcelain of my skin
is your thumbmark etched in lead
I will never erase this
In our canvas is a dancing soul, marveling
taking its form out of the nothingness we both have
an epiphany of dancing souls drawn on paper
Celestial reveries of a forlorn spirit
stars are meant to be wished upon
and I wish to know what am I to you
Am I another cosmic fantasy?
A stellar dream?
Or am I a star too?
Unlike them,
I don’t want to wonder
I want to know
Unlike them,
I’m not scared
I’m scarred.


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Yay or Nay List

Thursday, December 20th, 2007

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