Suddenly, I can’t think of anything more important.” Lack of updates over the weekend can only mean that…you guessed it, I’ve been hanging out with a new girl. Friday night I met up with Bill at First Friday, where we walked around and had a mostly uneventful time of it. After that we went to … On the other hand, it’s the only way you’ll discover that I’m the good guy in this story
The Creeps by Brandon Adamson Quite often times people who say you’re really creepy quite often come to find themselves cavorting with the real creeps A lot of people find this blog while searching for the darndest things like “comeback if someone calls you creepy” or “fear of heights, ball tingle”(an actual phenomenon I am … creepy comeback
Here is a note I found in my closet, which I wrote to my grandparents when they moved away in 1986:
The Boy and the Painting of a Treehouse by Brandon Adamson This is the true story of a boy that dreamed up a boy(his imaginary self) who often stared at the painting of a treehouse, a painting of a treehouse, that if only he could have(the treehouse), he would never come out. And all of … The Boy and the Painting of a Treehouse
I wonder if vampires would have trouble buying alcohol. Since their ID cards would say they were like hundreds of years old, but then they might only look like they were about 25…No one would believe it was a valid ID. I can just picture ol’ Nosferatu pleading his case with some meathead doofus bouncer … The Perils of Vampirism
