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  <title>ME! *points at self*</title>
  <subtitle>eep</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-03-13T22:03:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:punkrocksmurf:3122</id>
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    <title>i don't know if this was posted before</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T22:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T22:03:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;a very interesting looking picture in my opinon &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://img31.photobucket.com/albums/v92/quickdeath/rare04.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it looks like joel's pants are around his thighs and benji is fingering him. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:punkrocksmurf:2888</id>
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    <title>You like this? chapter 2</title>
    <published>2004-02-24T04:21:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-24T04:24:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>clipse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Title: You like this?! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Author: Punkrocksmurf &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rating: PG-13 Pairing: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Joel/OFC &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Summary: humorous fic about Joel finding his wife has a kink for twincest.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Disclaimer: Not real, never happened. Don't own. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Notes: i've had this idea for awhile and just now wrote it. go to my journal for the first chapter&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You Like This? Chapter 2.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t own not real.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I would like to thank all the people who reviewed so far. Believe me I appreciate it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This must be what she was reading. I started skimming through it when something catches my eye. “Benji kisses Joel hard, and passionately on the lips.” OH MY FUCKING LORD!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three hours later&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*Joel is still sitting on the couch with the laptop thinking*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;WOW. She gets off on fan fictions. Oh but not just any fan fiction; She gets off on &lt;i&gt;twincest.&lt;/i&gt; Benji AND me! That’s illegal and WRONG! It’s just…ugh. I don’t even want to think about it.&amp;nbsp; I know there are a lot of people who read this stuff but I NEVER thought I’d be married to one of them. This is so fucked up. I must be dreaming. No she doesn’t read twincest. I’m gonna pinch myself and wake up. Ow. I’m not dreaming. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I look up as I hear the bedroom door open. SHIT. Hurry hurry HURRY! SHUT DOWN YOU PIECE OF...ok that’s better. I close the laptop right when Jen walks in the room. “Hey sweetie,” she says and kisses me and sits next to me on the couch. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey,” I say and force a smile. How should I confront her with this? I’ve never been too good at confrontations, that‘s Benj’s thing. “Benj’s thing” oh god. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Is something wrong, Joel?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Huh? No, I’m just thinking.” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Whatcha thinking about?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Uhhh. What I wanna do tonight.” Yeah, good cover. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How about we stay in and invite Benji and Chris over?” BENJI!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NO…I mean nah I just wanna stay here alone with you. No Benji…or Chris” I say grabbing her hand. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Ookay? Are you feelin all right?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“YES! I’m fine.” Stop freaking out she’s gonna suspect something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“You sure?” I nod. “Okay, well do you want a drink? I’m gonna get a beer. “&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes I can get her drunk and try and get her to admit it. “Uh yeah sure grab me one too.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jen walks in and hands me my beer. I open it and take a swig. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three hours and a few beers later&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yeah we’re both drunk. This is the perfect time to ask her. Okay, how should I ask her? I’m just gonna do it. Jump right into it. Okay here goes…Wait, what am I gonna say? “Hey Jen?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah?” she asked while steadying herself on the couch. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What turns you on?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I wanna know what turns you on. So I can be all that and more” she sings and dances in a fit of drunken giggles.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, Jen listen to me.” I grab her shoulders and try to calm her. “What’s your fantasy?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“My fantasy?” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah.” Jen goes into another fit of giggles.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Well I wanna,” she’s blushing while she pauses and giggles, “I wanna see you and Benji go at it.” OH GOOD LORD! SHE DOES GET OFF ON IT! FUCK! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Joel?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why do you like that stuff?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Because.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Because?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Because I think you fucking someone that looks almost identical would be hot!” She answered sounding a little sobered up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But it’s my brother.” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“So. You tell me that you wouldn’t love to see two twin sisters going at it. And don’t lie.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“That’s different.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How?!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I don’t know them and I’m not married to one of them!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Are we seriously gonna argue over this? It’s not that big of a deal.” NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL!” She can’t be serious.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Goodnight Joel.” She says standing and looking down at me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“THAT IS A BIG DEAL!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Good night Joel” I watch as she walks into the bedroom and shut the door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Not that big of a deal my ass,” I mumble and take a swig of my beer. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next morning&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wake up but I leave my eyes shut. Maybe it was all a dream. I open my eyes. Nope I’m on the couch. It’s real. DAMN THE LIGHT. SHIT MY HEAD! DAMN ALCOHOL! &amp;nbsp;I get up and walk around the apartment in search for Jen. She’s not here. She must have already gone somewhere. Well who can I talk to about this? Hmm. I know. I pick up the phone and dialed the familiar number. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hello?” I hear my twin brother’s voice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Hey Benj, can I come over I gotta talk to you about something?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Yeah sure.” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Okay. Thanks bye.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;“See ya in a bit”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman"&gt;well that's chapter 2. I hope you liked it. Please read and review. let me know if i should keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:punkrocksmurf:2483</id>
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    <title>my first entry</title>
    <published>2004-02-19T23:59:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-20T00:13:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title: &lt;/strong&gt;You like this?!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author: &lt;/strong&gt;Punkrocksmurf&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; PG-13&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; Joel/OFC&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; humorous fic about Joel finding his wife has a kink for twincest. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt; Not real, never happened. Don't own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&lt;/strong&gt; i've had this idea for awhile and just now wrote it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“Whatcha’ reading hunny?” I ask my wife, Jen who was on her laptop. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“Huh? Oh nothing,” she answered without looking up. I shrug it off and sit down in the chair across the room and grab the remote to find something on TV. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;I glance over at Jen and I notice she’s still reading. Now though she is biting her bottom lip. She only bites her bottom lip when she’s turned on. Hmmm. “Jen? What are you reading?” I try again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“Nothing,” she answers again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“Seriously, what are you reading?” I ask getting annoyed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“Seriously, NOTHING,” she answered in the same irritated tone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“FINE!” I say crossing my arms across my chest. I watch her smirk with her bottom lip between her teeth, at the computer screen. What the hell is she reading that she won’t tell me. Is she having cyber sex with some guy or looking at porn? If she was horny why doesn’t she just say so, she knows I’d be more than happy to help her. Am I bed in bed?! NO! She always says it’s wonderful or amazing. But what if that is out of sympathy?! But she orgasms, WHAT IF SHE FAKES IT!?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;My thoughts are interrupted when she stands up with that same smirk on her face and walks across the room to where I’m sitting. She straddles me and goes straight to my neck licking and kissing it as I moan, she knows it’s my weak spot. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;---------------------------------Hmm wonder what happens next-----------------------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;THAT couldn’t of been fake! Se was so loud the neighbors were banging on our apartment door. She’s definitely satisfied by my thug lovin’. Yep I’m good. She’s exhausted. I’m gonna take her to the bedroom. Yep I’m great in bed AND I’m sweet, but sorry ladies I’m taken. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;When I come back downstairs I notice her laptop is on. Hmm. I can check the history and see what she was reading. It isn’t technically an invasion of privacy. I’m just on the Internet and if I happen to go to the same site it wouldn’t be my fault.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;I click the history button and go to the only website on here. This must be what she was reading. I started skimming through it when something catches my eye. “Benji kisses Joel hard, and passionately on the lips.” OH MY FUCKING LORD! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Well that was the first chapter. I’m going to try and make this one longer than my other stories but I don’t know how it’ll turn out. The next chapter is about Joel confront Jen about it. So yeah, please review if you like it or if you have constructive criticism &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>my cat killed benji!</title>
    <published>2004-02-16T02:24:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-16T02:24:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sublime</lj:music>
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    <title>quizes</title>
    <published>2004-01-25T05:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-25T05:58:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>transplants</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/liquorpig/1054593444_unklighter.gif" border="0" alt="PunkLighter"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are an anarchy lighter. You know. Used for&lt;br&gt;arson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/liquorpig/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20lighter%20would%20you%20be%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of lighter would you be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah i'm so totally anarchy baby! *note sarcasm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041831827_ouresodumb.gif" border="0" alt="you&amp;#39;re so dumb"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are the "you're so dumb" happy bunny.&lt;br&gt;you are brutal in your words and enjoy putting&lt;br&gt;others down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038911195_hilistbear.jpg" border="0" alt="Nihilist Bear"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nihilist Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072072809_icturesjaw.jpg" border="0" alt="jaw"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a Jaw Breaker!!!!  You tend to be quite&lt;br&gt;upfront about everything.  Some admire you for&lt;br&gt;this quality, while others often resent you for&lt;br&gt;it.  Although you may act tough, whether you&lt;br&gt;hate to admit it or not there is some sweetness&lt;br&gt;inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/Which%20kind%20of%20candy%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which kind of candy are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee Hee that's a movie jawbreaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/frozenebony/1048039013_pRACHELSB1.jpg" border="0" alt="Gangsta Bitch!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Gangsta Bitch Barbie.  You're tough and you&lt;br&gt;like it rough, and of course you like to pop a&lt;br&gt;cap in any wiggers ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/frozenebony/quizzes/If%20You%20Were%20A%20Barbie%2C%20Which%20Messed%20Up%20Version%20Would%20You%20Be%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/politicallypissedoff/1073369480_yPictures4.jpg" border="0" alt="music"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good. You know your music. You should be able to&lt;br&gt;work at Championship Vinyl with Rob, Dick and&lt;br&gt;Barry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/politicallypissedoff/quizzes/Do%20You%20Know%20Your%20Music%20(Sorry%20MTV%20Generation%20I%20Doubt%20You%20Can%20Handle%20This%20One)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Do You Know Your Music (Sorry MTV Generation I Doubt You Can Handle This One)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I KNOW MY MUSIC!! fuck you mtv!! sorry i'm ok now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sethlyp/1068960812_turesBlake.jpg" border="0" alt="Vampire"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'd bite their neck and drain their blood! Why?&lt;br&gt;Because you're a vampire like me! Whats that?&lt;br&gt;You're not a vampire? Well here's your chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sethlyp/quizzes/How%20would%20you%20Murder%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How would you Murder?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampires turn me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Stingraycer9/1059433844_cturesShot.jpg" border="0" alt="You like it fast and strong and you drink for one reason: to get piss-ass drunk!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations!! You're a shot of some good old&lt;br&gt;hard liquor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Stingraycer9/quizzes/What%20Drink%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Drink Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888893_ffparanoid.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8362d90)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that'd be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria Nun-- cause you favorite saying is you&lt;br&gt;ain't gettin nun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/timelessangel1130/quizzes/%20What&amp;#39;s%20your%20stripper%20name%3F%20(female)/"&gt; What's your stripper name? (female)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legardored is your Vampire name.&lt;br /&gt;You are one hell of an insane Vampire.  Anyone who&lt;br&gt;messes with you is out of their minds.&lt;br /&gt;To use your new Vampire name and become a Vampire,&lt;br&gt;go here:&lt;br /&gt;www.life-blood.vze.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Mooncalf/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20Vampire%20name%3F%20/"&gt;What is your Vampire name? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>YOOHOO!</title>
    <published>2004-01-20T00:09:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-20T00:09:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sexy noises- salt 'n' pepa</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm alive but i don't have anything to write in here so i will barely post</content>
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    <title>Christmas hangover</title>
    <published>2003-12-29T09:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-29T09:00:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the leaving song pt.I -afi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday i went to my grandma's house for my mom's side christmas party. i had a nice conversation with my cousin's husband about kids in the school he teaches at. he thinks the goths have the coolest t-shirts and hair, the ghetto guys that wear their pants really baggy he wants to just go around and pull them down to see if they feel cool then and the girls who barely wear anything he makes fun of them when they are cold.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday morning my uncle who was in memphis,TN had a car wreck and flipped his truck. he was pinned with his head going forward for like and hour. one of his vertebrae is out of place. they said he is lucky to be alive. we went to see my aunt and she was a mess. i've never seen her like that she looked older than my grandma. it was creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the mall and the cd store to use my gift certificates i received. when i went to the cd place i wanted to get billy talent and the living end's new cd but they didn't have either of them. they were out of billy talent and the living end is an import and they'd have to order it and all that bullshit. so instead i got story of the year and another afi sing the sorrow cd since my other got ran over. then when we went to hot topic i got a pair of olive green canvas pants and the rest of the smurfs i needed. i also got my dad to listen to afi, the used and greenday. he likes some of afi and greenday but he thinks burt from the used is talentless. mainly because he screams a lot. my guitar still hasn't come in yet!!! ARGGGH!! it is pissing me off! i want my guitar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm bored i think i'll go to sleep.</content>
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    <title>IT'S OVER!!!!!!!!! continued</title>
    <published>2003-12-26T18:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-26T18:15:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>time bomb-rancid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i had to go last night b/c my dad was bitchin at me so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;.....well i was a little drunk to say in the least and i still had to go to church. by the time it was time to go my buzz had worn down and i had a HUGE headache. when we got there the choir was singing, which didn't help my headache any and to add to that our choir can't sing so it made it worse. DAMN ADVIL DOESN'T WORK QUICK ENOUGH. by communion my mom saw how much pain i was in and we got to leave after communion. she just laughed at me and  said,"that will teach you to drink" yeah right. sure it will.</content>
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    <title>IT'S OVER!!!</title>
    <published>2003-12-26T07:57:38Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-26T07:57:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Christmas is over! Christmas is over! YAY!...ok i like christmas and all it is just that i hate my family on my dad's side. but since it's over i don't have to see them for another year. they aren't all bad my grandpa, aunt debbie and my uncle donny and his wife aren't bad. but i hate everyone else especially juanita (or should i say satan, aka my step-grandma) is evil. she hates my family except for my brother chris so she treats us like shit. &lt;br /&gt;But i had a good christmas eve here at my house. my family went to church at 6:00 but me and my brother ben stayed b/c we were gonna go to midnight mass. when the rest got home we ate pizza and my grandma (my mom's mom) came over and we watched a christmas vacation(THE BEST CHRISTMAS MOVIE EVER) then we opened presents. i got a book on punk history, which has tons of stuff about sid vicious in it, drop kick murphy's shirt, drive thru records shirt, afi hoodie, tony hawk underground, a curcifix, ying yang ring, a lamb chop stuffed animal (i love lamb chop), and a guitar tabs book for my new electric guitar i'm getting as soon as it comes in (i'll give the details later). but through the night i had a few malt beverages(2 and a half) i g2g tell you the rest later.</content>
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