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The epic tales of a viking trying to live in modern day.
Since today is my last day at my job, I thought it would be cool to ride in on a motorcycle. My office is on the 24th floor though, and I ended up passing out on the elevator.
Dear Mario, I realize that you have a duty to save the princess and I'm here to help you along the way, but I feel I'm not getting enough appreciation. Unlike you, I don't shrink/lose abilities/die when I'm hit by one of those hideous creatures, I just get a little freaked out. You just need to jump back on my back to comfort me a little bit. Don't watch me jump into a hole. Why the hell would you let me run myself into a hole? Do you think I'm doing it intentionally? I'm not. I hate those holes. The only thing worse than you watching me jump into a hole, is when you're dumb enough to jump into the hole yourself, and then you just jump off my back to safety. Don't you feel bad when you see me falling to my death? Is the princess really worth letting me die for? I thought we were friends man. -Yoshi
When I play chess I make all my pieces act out a soap opera. In my last game, my king was having a secret affair with one of my rooks and my queen was so overcome with grief that she killed herself. Then we killed all the blacks.
When you body surf, make sure you don't do it too close to the shore. You might get beached and end up with tons of sand in your bathing suit.
I'd like to see Mythbusters attempt to bust the myth that cats have 9 lives.
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After we win the war on terror, I'd really like to get rid of some other emotions. I think the world would be a better place without any frustrationists or grumpists.
I feel bad for my friend's husband because my friend is always falling down the stairs and getting black eyes.
Whenever my stomach rumbles I always think that it's my cell phone vibrating, so I check my pocket to make sure I didn't eat it.
My dream girl is someone who doesn't decide to quit drinking after they wake up next to me.
I bought a car with a lot of head room because I'm a huge fan of waving my hands in the air like I just don't care. I bought a Volvo because I frequently hit other cars.