Convection vection, what's your section?
The beginning of an update is always the hardest, so let's just jump into the middle ok?

Now that we're in the middle of the update we can do hilarious things that we were unable to do at the beginning of the update. Why? Because the beginning of the update is for losers who are losers and who live in loser town, loser. Anyway, as I was saying I can't do hilarious things at the start of the update because it's hard to start an update, starting in the middle is so much easier. And that's really what we at Lemon Party are all about, easy times. Not to be confused with good times, although we do enjoy those too.

Speaking of good times, any of you remember all the good times of we had when my two associates: Odovaucer and Carverbuns insulted a certain nameless girl's blog and she got angry and all of her friends got angry and I got shot? Actually, that wasn't a good time at all... it was a bad time. We at Lemon Party do not support or condone bad times. Bad times are like good times except that they're on the opposite scale of the timeometer. In case you're curious as to what a timeometer looks like:



As anyone can plainly see, they're on opposite ends of the spectrum... spectrum of my heart. Sigh, what times these are, when a man such as I can cry... can cry... Oh nobler deeds have been done, but none by one so noble. Yet is it clear that I am done. Not fun.

Phew, I'm not sure what came over me, but it had a bluish tint. God damn did it have a blue tint. It was sorta like this spectral blob thing, which like totally like just like floated onto my head and then I like started to like spew that bullshit.

OH GOD THERE ARE MORE OF THEM! ESCAPE WHILE YOU STILL CAN! THEY'RE EFeCtan Mah typan. DIs AinT NoT KeWL DOwaggggg.

Dog? Dog? OH GOD He's dead! Somebody call an ambulance, there's blood everyone and... Wait... he's trying to say something. Don't... don't.. don't.. DON'T WHAT DOG!? DON'T WHAT?! God, today has just been getting worse and worse. First the battery in my car went dead because one of the very tiny lights was on somewhere, apparently it was been put on by someone. As I had just gotten the car and hadn't driven in the dark (hint: why do I need light in the light?) it certainly couldn't have been me. Why would I turn the light on? Alright, that's a lie, I did drive in the dark once when I was driving Odovaucer home from a hot swingdid at his girlfriends pad and he was messing with all the stuff in the car... perhaps he pushed the button. Then for a week the light drained the battery until today, after school, when the car broke down. Bravo Odovaucer... bravo.

Anyway, as I was saying before I accused Odovaucer of ruining my life. Dog is dead and there are multicolored gaseous blobs effecting my writing. What a day... what a day. You know, even though today hasn't been the best day ever, it certainly hasn't been the worst. You know why kiddies? It's because I'm taking a short sabbatical from my surviving the future updates to return from my short sabbatical of not talking about blogs (zero updates short).

Today however, is different. I will not be linking to just one blog... no... I will be instead be linking to a community of blogs, or as I like to say: a community of blogs of the damned! You see these people are no mere idiots. They are idiots with a passion... a passion for killing that is! I'm not kidding, the community is all about who you want to kill and how. What a bunch of useless mousebuckets. I mean seriously, this ain't not no blogging commandment, this is just common sense. You just don't talk about killing someone on the internet. I mean when the police search the internet (which they will) and they find your angst filled live journal where you talk about killing your psycho ex-boyfriend it will probably amount to something in their investigation, especially since no one else had the motive (except for Mr. Huchinson, but we won't go into that).

The internet is a public forum, don't think that just because you hide behind the guise of cutegrrl779 that they can't find you. They've logged your IP address cutie(grrl779), and they're not afraid to use it. Plus the fact that you're talking about killing people over the internet is just pretty pathetic, daaaaaamn.

So, in conclusion:

YOUR LIVEJOURNAL IS NOT PRIVATE! IT'S PUBLIC! PUBLIC PUBLIC PUBLIC YOU FILTHY SKANKS!!! IF YOU DON'T WANT PEOPLE READING IT THEN MAKE IT PRIVATE BY CLICKING ON THE LITTLE PRIVATE OPTION! DON'T COMPLAIN WHEN PEOPLE FIND IT AND THEY BUST YOUR SORRY ASS FOR POSSESSION OF A SORRY ASS!



And remember the guiding light, lest we forget the glory that be Lemon Party.
Because your blog sucks.
- posted by Andrew @ 8:07 PM