Ducks. Did by. Grant McColm

How to clean and reuse reptile sand

The way to clean and reuse reptile sand is for one you need to a reptilian organism to crap in your sand.

There's only a few things I know in this life
I know that every time I go on the class website I watch throwback friday and I just watch carson destroy it i've seen it like 100 times and it makes me happy everytime
and I know that real life is good

After you got the reptile to do the bizz you take him out and put him in a safe place like a dishwasher to keep him wet.

But there's something to life I hate..... the please word
I think please has to much emphasis in life
it's a meaningless magic word "hey can I have that" "whats the magic word?"
screw that
I was working and I asked the lady if she wanted help with her groceries
She said quite harshly "yes Please"
it meant nothing to me and made you think she was a frickin rude women
what would have been a better response would be "Yes thank you, that's very nice of you"
the word please is as meaningless as the word sorry when a kid slugs you in the balls

You take his poopies out of the sand and then he can return to the habitaional zone

Fear the Leap Year

I fear that my parents post 4 times a day on instagram
it's probably not healthy

I fear the future
mostly what technology will bring
I mean we could've stopped inventing in like 1950 and we'd be just as well off

Women scare me their really intimidating
I fear my mother will read my blog and start criticizing my blog

But their is no courage without fear
so I guess just live life
because no matter how scared you is it will move on with or without you

Writers Block™

I wish people would stop commenting on Nelsons thingy that the hardest thing about blogging is "writers block". Like what the Buford  is writers block. Is it a block of whatever that writers use to write things on or worship or some stuff. Sounds kinda weird and if your Mormon or Jewish or Catholic I think there's a commandment that says don't worship false Idols or something like that, I Dee Kay. 

It Should just be called writers constipation if nothings coming out for you to write with

Because every Kiss begins with Kay

but I guess it does in more than one way 

because maybe you said to someone lets kiss

and they said "k"

then you MO for like ya

It's almost like that time my Dad told me

to not cross my eyes because they'll get stuck like that

well Dad I've crossed my eyes a bunch and I'm still scared that they'll get stuck

John "Chooch" Nichols I hoped I spelled your name right, but dude your a great guy and I'm not saying that like the last time I said it to you but because I really thought about what you told me at the WestLake Thunder game and your a great guy because you say Hi to me ever though I'm not a Tier one guy like yourself, If I had a son like you I wouldn't be disappointed 

For those who don't know

Tier 1= Varsity Athletes; Cheerleaders; Popular People

Tier 2=Rest of School

Tier 3= Don't need explanation 

 

I'd like to Thank Mom and Dad for bringing me into this world it's been a great life and the future will be Dopamine too. 

 

I'll end with a quote from Nelson

"It was in Her ear, Thats not how you do it!"- Nelson

P.S. 

If you have writers Block™ I think Maybe your trying to hard to force something that's not fully digested or thought out yet. I would recommend 2 Fiber Tablets by mouth with water and swallow don't let it dissolve it won't work. But consulate your Doctor first to find out if Writers Block™ is right for you. 

The Best Way To Get Approval From Your Peers Is To Not Need IT

Trying to write a Love Poem

Dear Her,

I saw her first 4 years ago
and into my chest
my heart sank really low
in their it laid to rest
she had to be the best

till I saw you that next week
because you were so gorgeous
I thought I was a freak
but that was just a fortress
a fortress of retreat

so now I see you, you say hi
and thats all you ever say
as you walk passing by

but still it makes my day

your smile and a "hey"

you know I like you
but do you like me
why does it have to be a mystery
that one time when you hugged me
it was nice but surprisingly
it made me wonder more
what the heck I met you for

From, love. sincerely,
That One Guy Down The Street