My life is a lie. It's that time again. No, not gay porn time. It's time for me to write some more crap about my weird life of loneliness. That's where my digital camera comes in...

 

Yay!

 

Now about that gay porn...


Not too long ago I invited my friends over for some Super Bomber Man 2 hijinks on my SNES. Not until I broke out the old camera did I realize my friends are so, I donno. Dumb. I mean here is Jose.

This piece of work is my best friend. Thus, explains my lonely.


Jose says, "This had better not end up on your stupid web page, Will"

Sure thing Jose!!

For those of you who don't know, Super Bomber Man 2 is a simple game. Kill the other guy because he is going to kill you. Yay!! Die whitey!!


This is the red bomber. I can only say that he is a bastard and does not have sparkles. Damn you. DAMN YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!! DIEEE!!

Now, I do not under stand how Jose can beat Alex every time. Look at him.

If you win 5 games, you become the golden bomber. Notice the gleaming gold color. And the sparkles.


Alex says, "Will if you freaking put this up on your web site I am going to kill you."

Okay!!

This is what happens when you get hit in the head with explosives, kids. Icons fly from your feet. So true, so true.

So very, very, true.

(cry)

Josh was un-available for comment, but here is a picture of him. Yay!! AZN PRIDE!!!!!

 


So, what have we learned?

I need to clean my room. Jesus!!