Silly Jo...EWF is for kids.

Okay...so EWF really isn't for kids...but I couldn't help myself. Those Trix's slogans are addictive. But in reality I should warn you that you DON'T find EWF agents...they find you. That is if they want to. If they don't want to, then obviously they aren't going to bother finding you...and really I guess they don't need to "find" you at all, because EWF agents already know where everyone is. In fact, they know where EVERYTHING is...which makes them a great help if you lose you keys.

Speaking of keys...I'm starting to wonder if I ever ACTUALLY lose my keys...or if perhaps they move on their own. Kind of like the movie "Toy Story"...although without all the toys...cause we all know the idea of keys being alive makes sense...but living toys...COME ON!

You what toy I miss the most...well actually it's a whole set of toys. GI Joe. I still think they were one of the best toy ideas to ever come out. In fact it saddens me a little to see some of the pathetic toys children have today. Okay...that's not entirely true...I mean it would be true if I had any idea as to what kids play with these days, but since I fear children more then nuclear holocaust I don't. But I'm sure they all suck.

You know whatelse sucks...ants. We recently had to have our apartment fumigated (how on earth do you spell that?) because they decided to invade. And I mean it when I say invade. I think they're goal was to actually eliminate us and take up residence in our apartment. Likely from there they would organize strike forces and invade neighboring apartments, buildings and eventually the whole world. Luckily if they managed to become too big a threat the EWF agents would shut them down!

So I guess what I'm really saying is that while green Jell-o is kind of grosse and purple Jell-o has a strange smell to it, red Jell-o is still pretty good in my books.

Misused Punctuation and the Great Cover-Up!

First of all, in honor of Matthew I intend to blatantly misuse punctuation throughout this entire post? (Is that how you spell "misuse"...does anyone even know!)

Secondly, I confronted Mr. Geoff Hooper yesterday about his total disregard of our friendship and he "claimed" that there WAS in fact a link to my blog titled, "nutpunch"? So, I checked it out...and to my surprise suddenly there was a link$ (I am aware that the "$" sign is not a form of punctuation , but haven't you always wanted to use it like it was*)

So here's what I think happened...

First of all, I believe Geoff is apart of an elite anti-anti-terrorist group (as in these guys stop anti-terrorists from stopping terrorists) called Earth, Wind and Fire% (Keep in mind that "wind" is pronounced "whined", and should not be confused with the singing group)! Currently the E.W.F, as I will call them, is developing a secret weapon called "Mom"? I'm not sure what the details are, or what this weapon is capable of...but I have heard rumors that it produces a nagging desire in all those affected to clean their rooms! In fact, one source suggested that people become so focused on cleaning their rooms that they die from exhaustion and malnutrition@

As you can see, I've been watching this elite group...and therefore, they are in turn watching me? They take note of my every move...including my every blog() (So now you see why I can't blog very often...I'm too afraid to)

So now that you know that much it's easy to see what happened here? They read my blog, gave Geoffry McLiarpants a heads up...he fixed his blog and BOOM no more Eiffel Tower%&

Well Geoff...the jig is up? Nice try...but no cigar? (Seriously, there bad for you)

The War is ON!

So I was just taking a break from memorizing my sermon for this week, and I thought I would browse a few blogs. At first this was a mildly enjoyable experience until I stumbled upon Geoff Hooper's blog. Oh sure I was having a great time reading his silly debate about exo-skeleton versus gelatinus goo...(Although we ALL know that being entirely made of air is the way to go)...but then a comment from AJ Thomas caught my attention. He was celebrating that fact that his name under Geoff's "Blogger's in Arms" section was "Normal Male Haircut". Instantly an excitement arouse within me as I anticipated what my name might be...

But then I looked....

And to my dismay, not only was I without a clever name, but I actually didn't even make the list. I mean COME ON! I have know Geoff for 10 or so years now. I talk to him more than I talk to my own father....who does he think he is?!!

So here's the thing...I'm not very happy right now. In fact, if there was a small rodent, bunny or Lexmark printer in my office I would be inclined to kick it right now. Luckily I'm not allowed to have any of those since that last incident. But I need some sort of justice. So the question is...what should I do?