but anyways...
i hate it when the punk kids up the street start screaming. at almost 2 in the morning. my brother called the police. again. blah. it's funny how i'm now calling teenagers "punk kids," i'm too young for that, i think. it's ok, i make up for my crotchetiness (is that even a word...) by watching blues clues.

what crack is he on. (that was more of a statement, i think, than a question). any movie jim carrey is in I CAN ALWAYS TELL IT'S HIM because he always acts like a complete BABOON'S ASS. i didn't even have to hear him talk. he plays the same character in every movie: BABOON'S ASS. but aside from that, it was a great movie. i'm trying to find the darker family/children's movies for davey so i have someone to watch horror movies with when he gets older, dammit.
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