<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:06:58.022-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Product of Boredom</title><subtitle type='html'>ummmmm. . . . I like shiny objects and am chronically confused. Is that what you wanted to know??</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-6042742045143016969</id><published>2007-02-17T02:12:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:13:00.101-10:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are from hawaii....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt; You can understand and speak PIDGIN english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to dinner and "make one plate" with all the extra food leftover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You automatically take off your shoes in people's homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear rubber slippers to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat rice every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's "shave ice" not"snow cones".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know NEVER to turn your back facing the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what ukus are and have had them at least once before when you was one little keiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been to almost all of the other islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get impatient with all of those bikers on the road that came from Haleakala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says to "dress up" it means one nice aloha shirt and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat coconuts straight from the shell  - and drink the juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to the War Memorial Stadium parking lot to learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've worked in the pineapple fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know where all the creepy places (like burial sites) are in the island &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you aren't supposed to whistle at night time, cross your chopsticks,  or stick your fork straight out of your rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have highlighted hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat Arare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what "tutu" means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learned to play the ukulele in elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's SHOYU, not soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, sushi means sushi, not RAW FISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat malasadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a billion pairs of slippers in front your door when your family gets together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your house has residue from the salty ocean air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat portuguese sausage, eggs, and rice for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You buy large quantities of toilet paper in case there�s a longshoreman strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand why anyone would buy less than a 20 lb bag of rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would serve spam as a meat for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can taste the difference between teriyaki and kal-bi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why there are alphabets on trees on graduation day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what lei day is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what the "stink eye" is; and how to give it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can correctly pronouce kalanianaole, kalakaua and aiea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what a "Huli Huli Chicken" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can name 3 varieties of mangos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the difference between being hapa and being hapai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give directions using mauka and makai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what it takes to get into kamehameha school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say, "Nori" not seaweed paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say "Brah" not "Bro".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why Sharks Cove is called Sharks Cove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your jokes are about Portugese not Polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what "Morgan's Corner " is ... (And it still scares you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think 70 degrees is freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call it "saimin" not "Top Ramen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surf report is on your speed dial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow Drive-Inn is a special date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know pineapples don't grow in trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hear the words "fund raiser", you know it means Zippy's Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have said "wat, owe you money?", "karang your alas", or "dakine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call public transportation "da BUS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to Neiman Marcus "jus fo look"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mainland people no can understand your language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat mango with shoyu, vinegar, and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like ume, daikon, and kim chee better than pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never understood why adding pineapple and ham to a pizza made it Hawaiian to the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a separate circuit breaker for your rice cooker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You measure the water for the rice by the knuckle of your index finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condiments at the dinner table are shoyu, ketchup, chili peppah watah, kimchee, takuwan,  Hawaiian salt and pickled onion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to Maui and your luggage home includes potato chips, manju, cream puffs, guri-guri and fresh saimin from Sam Sato's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A balanced meal has three starches:  rice, macaroni and bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call everyone older than you "Aunty" or "Uncle" even though they aren't related to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your philosophy is "Bumbai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are barefoot in most of you elementary school pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your only suit is a bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel guilt leaving a get-together without helping clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of taking something from a heiau is unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather drag out the compressor and fill that leaking tire every single morning than have it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time you honk your horn is once a year during the safety check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can live and let live with a smile in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is sure exactly where "north" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cousin is Japanese-Chinese-French-Filipino-Korean-Scottish-Portuguese-Hawaiian, plus some  stuff too manini to mention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch your favorite shows "on top the TV"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best cooks all use lots of mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An approaching hurricane means only one thing � surf's up, brah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You like beef" has nothing to do with what's for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beans are the perfect condiment for ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-6042742045143016969?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6042742045143016969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=6042742045143016969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/6042742045143016969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/6042742045143016969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-know-you-are-from-hawaii.html' title='You know you are from hawaii....'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-116039803007813780</id><published>2006-10-09T02:46:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T02:55:54.210-10:00</updated><title type='text'>more to talk about nothing</title><content type='html'>so there is nothing really to talk abt. i seem to do more and more of nothing. idk... i'm just not into this semester too much. i can't wait to graduate and all. i'm a little scared abt moving to washington but not enough to stop me from going. i been writing abit more and that is good. but i just have like no motivation to do much of anything... this is got to be just surviving not thriving.... hmm there is another something for me to write abt....geez man. well that is all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-116039803007813780?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116039803007813780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=116039803007813780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/116039803007813780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/116039803007813780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-to-talk-about-nothing.html' title='more to talk about nothing'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-115551652397392727</id><published>2006-08-13T14:47:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T14:48:43.993-10:00</updated><title type='text'>here is more info onme than anyone would care to know (two quizzes back to back i'm really bored)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="blacktextnb10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Where were you 3 hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;wondering aimlessly in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who are you in love with?&lt;br /&gt;Peanut!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever eaten a crayon?&lt;br /&gt;more than likely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been drunk?&lt;br /&gt;don't drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you went to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;last night (Me=Mallrat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;br /&gt;no way it's too hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have a car worth over $2,000?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you drove out of town?&lt;br /&gt;you mean that i drove???? a long ass time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;yeah Clerks 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;3 doors down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;green sport bra, light blue ribbed wife beater, gray dickie shorts, underwear of some random color, black "Umbrella Corp" flex fit hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;who do YOU think YOU are??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Last food that you ate?&lt;br /&gt;white rabbit candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where were you last week at this time?&lt;br /&gt;same thing i'm doing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;yeah but no one stands out at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What's the last sporting event you watched?&lt;br /&gt;does beer pong count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;wolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;idk yet. singapore with one of my girls sounds good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last person's house you were in?&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How old are your parents?&lt;br /&gt;my mom is 42 and my dad is 41,or did you mean how old they act??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;could of been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;slipping a disk in my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Any pictures around you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you think about james blunt?&lt;br /&gt;who da hell dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What jewelry are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;10 ga CBR's in my lobes and my ring that says "to thine own self be true" a necklace from my sister and my freestyle watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What are your plans for the day?&lt;br /&gt;lay around the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are there any sharp objects around you?&lt;br /&gt;of course i would guess abt 22 but i's hace to count to be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever go to camp?&lt;br /&gt;been camping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Were you an honor roll student in school?&lt;br /&gt;yeah then i got a life (kinda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you want to know about the future?&lt;br /&gt;nothing. it's more exciting that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;br /&gt;Hugo by Hugo Boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite Starbucks drink?&lt;br /&gt;vanilla cream frap with a squirt of hazelnut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where are your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;seattle, columbia, down the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What are you angry about right now?&lt;br /&gt;that i have been home broken for the last 4 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a tan?&lt;br /&gt;famer's baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;you repeat yourself. jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Any new bands you've been listening to?&lt;br /&gt;panic at the disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;columbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;"i'm the only normal one that exists"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like hot sauce?&lt;br /&gt;taco bell-FIRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Last thing you said?&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you need to do laundry?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What is your heritage?&lt;br /&gt; mutt, mixed plate, whatever you like call it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you someone's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;i think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What do you think of rice crispy treats?&lt;br /&gt;    never enough as long as mom makes em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you think of the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt; she's coo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survey 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="blacktextnb10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? dude if it had doors they wouldn't be able to close anyway so...open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel? yeah i love free stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever had sex in a hotel room? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever stolen a street sign before? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like to use post-it notes? only durring finals and while writting papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you cut out coupons but then never use them? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? f*** that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like someone? i likes lots of ppl but no one stands out at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you always smile for pictures? ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your biggest pet peeve? Bull S***ing ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? they usually end up on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you ever count your steps when you walk? probably have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever peed in the woods? who hasn't??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you ever dance even if there's no music playing? what if the music is playign in my head??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you chew your pens and pencils? VERY YES among other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many people have you slept with this week? none-damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like popcorn from those big tins? no as a general rule i don't like popcorn but i'll eat the cheese one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your "Song of the Week"?cold-crossfade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is it okay for guys to wear pink? it's not ok for ANYONE to wear pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you still watch cartoons? hell yeah in anime form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Whats your favorite horror movie? 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some? F*** that i'd spend it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you drink with dinner? whatevers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you dip a chicken nugget in? honey mustard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your favorite food? pizza or a facsimile there of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What movies could you watch over and over and still love? Kevin Smith Movies (clerks, mallrats, chasing amy, etc) Disney-nice combo huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Last person you kissed/kissed you? my cousin Ihilani on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Were you ever a boy/girl scout? no way i could run circles arnd em though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine? not a chance in hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When was the last time you wrote a note to someone on paper? paper?? what the hell lis that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Can you change the oil on a car? never tried. where's the book??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever gotten a speeding ticket? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Ran out of gas? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite kind of sandwich? PB and J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Best thing to eat for breakfast? cold pizza right from the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is your usual bedtime? between 12 and 2 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you lazy? doi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for halloween?lots of strange things i care to not think abt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. When you think of words that start with Q what is the first? Q-Cell (it's an additive for surfboard resin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. How many languages can you speak? English, bad english and pidgin english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you have any magazine subscriptions? no but i will..newsweek and laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Which are better legos or lincoln logs? legos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Are you stubborn? no S***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Who is better Leno or Letterman? idk how abt leatherman??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Ever watch soap operas? only the really REALLY werid ones and it's not often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Afraid of heights? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Sing in the car? yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Dance in the shower? never tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Dance in the car? in the car seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Ever used a gun? hells yeah that's the redneck in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? senior HS portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? depends on the musical I LOVE RENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Is Christmas stressful? can be if you make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Ever eat a pierogie? what the crap is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Favorite type of fruit pie? chocolate haupia cream pie from teds bakery on the north shore of oahu (haupia is coconut for all you haoles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? it changed all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you believe in ghosts? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? alot actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Take a vitamin daily? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Wear slippers? HELL-F***ing -O i live in Hawaii, what kind of stupid ass question is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Wear a robe?  no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What do you wear to bed? boxers and a shirt or boxers and a tank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. First concert? somes stupid local hawaiian band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Wal-Mart, Target or K-Mart? Wal-mart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Nike or Adidas? if i had to choose-adidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Cheetos Or Fritos? doritos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? cashews/almonds/postachios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Ever hear of, "gorp"? wot dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Ever take dance lessons? NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? Whatevers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Can you curl your tongue? yeah i can roll it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Ever won a spelling bee? hokt awn foniks wurkt four meeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? yes all stupid and drama queen like too damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Own any record albums? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Own a record player? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Where was the last vacation you took? west coast road trip but it was with the fam does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Ever been in love? i thought i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Who would you like to see in concert? choke ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What was your last concert you saw? Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Hot tea or cold tea? idk depends on the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.Tea or coffee? depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Favorite kind of cookie? chewy chocolate chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Can you swim well? enough to save myself. if you are drowning and i'm the only on there you are SOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Can you hold your breath without manually holding your nose? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Are you patient? with other ppl yes. with myself no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.Dj or band at wedding? none that's too much effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Ever won a contest? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Ever have plastic surgery? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Which are better black or green olives? gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Can you knit or crochet? used to but i forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Best room for a fireplace? idk i live on a tropical fricking island NO NEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you want to get married? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. If married, how long have you been married? never been married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who was your grade school crush? grade school?? idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Do you have kids? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Do you want kids? someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What are your favorite colors? black, charcoal, green, blue, anything dark really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you miss anyone right now? yeah lots of ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Who do you want to see right now? Reed- i was just talking to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="blacktextnb10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;                 &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;          &lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-115551652397392727?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115551652397392727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=115551652397392727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/115551652397392727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/115551652397392727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-is-more-info-onme-than-anyone.html' title='here is more info onme than anyone would care to know (two quizzes back to back i&apos;m really bored)'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-115528102209869130</id><published>2006-08-10T21:22:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:23:42.106-10:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>so after tyring ever user name and pass word i have ever made up i finally emailed e blogger nad reset it . . .. .  i know take forever huh??? any way   I"M BACK!! (why is it that i see my social life commiting suicide in the near future??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-115528102209869130?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115528102209869130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=115528102209869130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/115528102209869130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/115528102209869130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay.html' title='YAY!!!!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-113461281857214240</id><published>2005-12-14T16:11:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T16:13:38.586-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Hoes Went to Play Without ME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/Final%20b%26c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/Final%20b%26c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt very left out on this one.&lt;div 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ME!!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-113205155125990279</id><published>2005-11-15T00:44:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:45:51.266-10:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK ALREADY!!</title><content type='html'>as if my life isn't scewed up to start with i just got a Fucking Encumberment for doing my fucking job!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-113205155125990279?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113205155125990279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=113205155125990279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/113205155125990279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/113205155125990279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuck-already.html' title='FUCK ALREADY!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112893898770848093</id><published>2005-10-10T00:09:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:09:47.716-10:00</updated><title type='text'>you all saw this one coming. . .</title><content type='html'>that "schedule" i made. . . yeah out the window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112893898770848093?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112893898770848093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112893898770848093&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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.did the world end and no one told me or what??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112808460933415305?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112808460933415305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112808460933415305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112808460933415305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112808460933415305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-think-im-smoking-pot.html' title='So I Think I&apos;m Smoking Pot. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112754340695759571</id><published>2005-09-23T20:29:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T20:30:06.973-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrrrr. . . .</title><content type='html'>so i need to blog more . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112754340695759571?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112754340695759571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112754340695759571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112754340695759571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112754340695759571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/09/grrrrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrrrr. . . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112743172845713001</id><published>2005-09-22T13:21:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:28:48.466-10:00</updated><title type='text'>IS290L</title><content type='html'>so i am totally not listening in my IS class. sister owan goes so dang fast anyway so whatever. i mean i understand her and the rate that she goes but i am just sick or at least getting sick. this is kinda good though casue i can listen to her talk and then go and do the work form the instructions. i remember odd things anyway so i think i will remember enough  to do the work. all my ppls are going to see corpse bride on friday but i'm not going/ one is i feel a little anti social and the other is that i need to do homeowork. hopfully i will want to do homework but that is a slim chance in hell i have an odd desire to watch southpark too hmmmm. . . and invader zim, good stuffs. . .you know i really hate these computers in the gcb 150 and 140 , butit's just cause i can't see the screens i need new glasses i think. oh well. i almost just got busted for blogger durring class so i'll stop here. . . .&lt;div 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title='IS290L'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112716839850836716</id><published>2005-09-19T12:06:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T12:19:58.516-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw Housing!!</title><content type='html'>ok so i get "warned" abt signing out right and the RS is full of crap to start with. . . it wasn't even my RA which i shouldn't of even talked to her abt it. . .awe fuck it. . .long story short i put the wrong date on the fucking paper and i suck apparently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112716839850836716?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112716839850836716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112716839850836716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112716839850836716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112716839850836716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/09/screw-housing.html' title='Screw Housing!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112705052440900691</id><published>2005-09-18T03:34:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:35:24.416-10:00</updated><title type='text'>and the results are in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/?referer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homokaasu.org/pics/g/e40.jpg" width="175" height="80" alt="This site is certified 40% EVIL by the Gematriculator" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homokaasu.org/gematriculator/?referer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://homokaasu.org/pics/g/g60.jpg" width="175" height="80" alt="This site is certified 60% GOOD by the Gematriculator" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the break down of my blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112705052440900691?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112705052440900691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112705052440900691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112705052440900691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112705052440900691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-results-are-in.html' title='and the results are in'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112673719943372917</id><published>2005-09-14T12:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T12:33:19.440-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Well Well. . . .What Do we Have Here??</title><content type='html'>holy hotdogs batman!!!! it's a post from a previously dead bogger. at least it is totally obvious that i am back at school. now that mostly everyone that would read my blog is here to see and experience first hand all the insanity there is little point in me keeping it as detailed as i did this summer. i am sad to admit that any further stories that begin  "so me and kim. . . " or " so me and Katie. . . " will have to be placed on hold. at least for now. when Kim turns 21 i think the two will come out here to party a bit . . . this could end well in the name of entertainment. . . .logic and intelligence will have to take a back seat to . . . .well the three of us in the same place. as i have said before this is what happens when Cartman(South Park). Fry(Futurama), and Nelson(The Simpsons) get together to "play" oh the good time to come.. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the crappier side of things Reed left last night. . . .i almost cried. he would of made too m uch fun of me had i really cried. so i held back. however he did manage to call me in the middle of Econ and now i have to bring cookies to class for everyone on friday. damn it all. i know he'll just give me the evil laugh so i amy not tell him just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to "read" hw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112673719943372917?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112673719943372917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112673719943372917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112673719943372917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112673719943372917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-well-well-what-do-we-have-here.html' title='Well Well Well. . . .What Do we Have Here??'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112565531311359482</id><published>2005-09-02T00:01:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:01:53.120-10:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS IS TOTAL AND COMPLETE CRAP!!!!!</title><content type='html'>enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112565531311359482?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112565531311359482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112565531311359482&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112565531311359482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112565531311359482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-is-total-and-complete-crap.html' title='ITS IS TOTAL AND COMPLETE CRAP!!!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112434880450046709</id><published>2005-08-17T21:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:06:56.680-10:00</updated><title type='text'>And yet again i forgot another great idea. . .</title><content type='html'>damn i hate it when i think of something good and then forget it. i'm pretty sure my last forgotten idea did not have to do with fire or duck tape or i'd of remembered it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112434880450046709?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112434880450046709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112434880450046709&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112434880450046709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112434880450046709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-yet-again-i-forgot-another-great.html' title='And yet again i forgot another great idea. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112400860358965861</id><published>2005-08-13T22:27:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T19:01:11.000-10:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala</title><content type='html'>I COME BACK IN LIKE A WEEK!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; yeah i have nothing else to say. . . . . . . but here is a post anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112400860358965861?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112400860358965861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112400860358965861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112400860358965861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112400860358965861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.html' title='lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112392883466518767</id><published>2005-08-13T00:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T22:24:49.676-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly want to die. not because i hatelife but so i don't have to worry about f***ing up anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry alone at night and wonder why i keep trying to do everything on my own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112392883466518767?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112392883466518767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112392883466518767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112392883466518767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112392883466518767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-suddenly-want-to-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112389024571376186</id><published>2005-08-12T13:42:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:44:05.713-10:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE WORK!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>well not till i come back that is. i think i'm down to like 9 days or somethign like that. can't wait to come back to school soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112389024571376186?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112389024571376186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112389024571376186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112389024571376186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112389024571376186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-more-work.html' title='NO MORE WORK!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112388931117635663</id><published>2005-08-12T13:23:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:28:31.180-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivor: Suburbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2557.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i killed a rat with a big knife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112388931117635663?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112388931117635663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112388931117635663&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112388931117635663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112388931117635663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/survivor-suburbia.html' title='Survivor: Suburbia'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112382473929494373</id><published>2005-08-11T19:31:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:32:19.300-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven</title><content type='html'>that is the number of new movies i got today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112382473929494373?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112382473929494373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112382473929494373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112382473929494373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112382473929494373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/eleven.html' title='Eleven'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112347392516854856</id><published>2005-08-07T18:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T18:06:50.026-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn  It! The Computer Nerds Were Right!!!</title><content type='html'>ok so if you haven't noticed i found the HTML thing for my blog and have been playing with it to only further my progression to the dark side. . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112347392516854856?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112347392516854856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112347392516854856&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112347392516854856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112347392516854856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/damn-it-computer-nerds-were-right.html' title='Damn  It! The Computer Nerds Were Right!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112346725057405895</id><published>2005-08-07T16:13:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T16:14:10.586-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep. No Life What So Ever. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/Mustard%20boobs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/Mustard%20boobs.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Jolley at work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112346725057405895?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112346725057405895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112346725057405895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112346725057405895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112346725057405895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/yep-no-life-what-so-ever.html' title='Yep. No Life What So Ever. . . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112345010018272292</id><published>2005-08-07T10:41:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T13:52:10.866-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditching Church. . ..</title><content type='html'>ok so i didn't go to church today on the count that i have what is believed to be a piece of glass in my foot. it's not fun as i told Jolley last night while she laughed at me. anyway. . . my foot is currently soaking in soap. straight soap in hopes of lubing up the glass and getting it to slide out on it's own or just enough so i can pull it out. my mother tried to dig it out last night but all she was doing was stabbing me in the foot with a needle and probably pushing it in more as you can see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2543.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow look at the huge hoof. . .&lt;br /&gt;other late breaks news, me and gaby have started a collection. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tasty no??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112345010018272292?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112345010018272292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112345010018272292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112345010018272292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112345010018272292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/ditching-church.html' title='Ditching Church. . ..'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112322396661866607</id><published>2005-08-04T20:27:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:39:26.623-10:00</updated><title type='text'>More Craziness From the Home Front</title><content type='html'>ok so i had orange boogers today. . . .enough said abt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my little sister dearly and the best part is when she is trying to get somethign from me that she as absolutely zero claim to. so i'm eating pringles and she wants some. she comes in the room with a bowl and i drop two in it. she makes a twisted face and i ask her " what??" she is all defeated and says" there's only two!!" so i reach in and break the chips into pieces and yell in triumph " now there's more!!" she tried to kick me after. . . . anyway yes i did give the little rat child more. she deserves it, she puts up with me after all&lt;div 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Front'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112313844468132239</id><published>2005-08-03T20:53:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:54:17.060-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate people. i wish they would all just go away. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112313844468132239?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112313844468132239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112313844468132239&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112313844468132239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112313844468132239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-hate-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112306095869521951</id><published>2005-08-02T23:17:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:22:38.703-10:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;The Blonde &amp;amp; The Bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the&lt;br /&gt;family ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial&lt;br /&gt;trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they&lt;br /&gt;need to purchase a bull from the stockyard in a far town so&lt;br /&gt;that they can breed their own stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They only have $600 left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, "When I get&lt;br /&gt;there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to&lt;br /&gt;drive out after me and haul it home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brunette arrives at the stockyard, inspects the bull,&lt;br /&gt;and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he&lt;br /&gt;will sell it for $599, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her&lt;br /&gt;sister a telegram to tell her the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks into the telegraph office, and says, "I want to&lt;br /&gt;send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a&lt;br /&gt;bull for our ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and&lt;br /&gt;drive out here so we can haul it home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help&lt;br /&gt;her, then adds, "It's just 99 cents a word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1&lt;br /&gt;left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one&lt;br /&gt;word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, "I want&lt;br /&gt;you to send her the word "comfortable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operator shakes his head. "How is she ever going to know&lt;br /&gt;that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck&lt;br /&gt;and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if&lt;br /&gt;you send her just the word "comfortable?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brunette explains, "My sister's blonde. The word's big.&lt;br /&gt;She'll read it very slowly ......... com-for-da-bull!!! &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112306095869521951?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112306095869521951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112306095869521951&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112306095869521951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112306095869521951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/e-mail-funny.html' title='E-mail Funny'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112305659828896065</id><published>2005-08-02T22:08:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:41:48.063-10:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!!!!</title><content type='html'>i have a VERY pissed off opinion of someone that i can't post so that is all i can say "DAMN IT!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112305659828896065?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112305659828896065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112305659828896065&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112305659828896065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112305659828896065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/wtf.html' title='WTF!!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112298794086961730</id><published>2005-08-02T03:03:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T03:05:40.876-10:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP THREE POSTS IN ONE DAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>better watch out faye. . . .just kidding.my eyes are totally crapping out on me. it's 3;04 am and everythign is blurring together so here's some song lyrics. . .good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Idiot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;                 Don't want to be an American idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;                 Don't want a nation under the new media.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;                 And can you hear the sound of hysteria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;                 The subliminal mindfuck America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome                  to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;                All across the alien nation.&lt;br /&gt;                Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;                Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;                We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;                Well that's enough to argue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well                  maybe I'm the faggot America.&lt;br /&gt;                I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.&lt;br /&gt;                Now everybody do the propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;                And sing along in the age of paranoia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome                  to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;                All across the alien nation.&lt;br /&gt;                Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;                Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;                We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;                Well that's enough to argue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't                  want to be an American idiot.&lt;br /&gt;                One nation controlled by the media.&lt;br /&gt;                Information age of hysteria.&lt;br /&gt;                It's going out to idiot America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome                  to a new kind of tension.&lt;br /&gt;                All across the alien nation.&lt;br /&gt;                Everything isn't meant to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;                Television dreams of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;                We're not the ones who're meant to follow.&lt;br /&gt;                Well that's enough to argue.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112298794086961730?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112298794086961730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112298794086961730&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112298794086961730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112298794086961730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/holy-crap-three-posts-in-one-day.html' title='HOLY CRAP THREE POSTS IN ONE DAY!!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112297861984081797</id><published>2005-08-02T00:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:06:32.730-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana with the Hoes</title><content type='html'>(this is the cleaner version of this weekend's happenings. for the unrated version find Katie and beat her and then steal the video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in Hana the Past few days and it was so much fun. life hanging out with Kim and Katie is a mixture of South Park meets Futurama as i have more then likely mentioned before hand. well add to that the fact that we had nothing better to do this past weekend then act like total morons the possibilities become endless. so the road to Hana is this long and twisted road from hell but it's all nice and cool so it wasn't so bad. of course the on that's the most Haole gets sick. why is it the Haole's always get sick?? she missed most of the fun i had yelling out the window at the tourist. the album of choice for the drive was Green Day's American Idiot (how fitting no???) so yeah Kaite whinned abt being sick most of the time but refused to let us pull over so she could puke or crap or whatever so she would feel better so me and Kim just made fun of her most of the time. lucky for me i was in the back seat so all i had to do was roll up the window and i had a barf shield too. at some point in time , like the idiots we are, we decided it was ok for her to puke out the window WHILE the car was still moving if she felt the urge to purge. vomit &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the car bad but hose off-able, vomit &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the car = Katie walks her stupid ass back to Lahaina. but that never happened thank goodness. don't worry there is a vomit story in this trip. ok so we get there after a couple hours of Green Day and tourist yellings. i video the imprints on Kim's ass from the car seat and then we venture into the house we rented for the night. Kaite manages to take over the bed at once. it's fricking hot as hell out side and she is in bed under the blanket. . . genius at work here on this next part. . . .Kim goes to pee and because her ass is sweat encrusted from the drive of course her shorts stick to her as she tries to pull them up upon the completion of urinating. well in her infinate wisdom on things sticking to her ass she decides that opening her legs as fast as she can and as wide as she can will unstick her shorts. yeah that was the first and i believe the only casualtiy of the trip was her shorts ripping all to hell. her is a picture of her partly exposed crotch. thank heaven she was already wearing her bathing suit. (and if she wasn't i just tell myself that so i can sleep at night.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is only the begining of the insanity. we are off to find this swiming opond hole thing that Kim "knows" of (yeah right never found it) and the road is all dirt and Ki'm car is not really a campus mobile but pretty close. maybe like one of the nicer campus moblies but anyway there is a hill that is kinda washed out we have to go down so like a dumbass i get out of the car to guide her around the pot holes, and what thanks do i get??? the dumb bitches drive away!!!! so this tourist guy pulls up and is all "jump on the back" but by then they stopped so i waddle my happy ass over there as they are videoing me. stupid hoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon the subsequent failure to find kim's little swiming hole we go jump in the ocean at Hamoa beach and in the Wainapanapa caves and then head back to the house. now it is stupid hoe #2's turn to do something dumb. well Katie in her grandma skirt swim suit sits on the futon couch/bed i was planning on sleeping on WITHOUT dying her whiteness off. so it totally looked like she peed the couch. so there went my bed for the time being. AND the hoe wouldn't stop drinking my damn Moutain Dew!!! and they wonder what the hell i was going to do with 3 two liter bottles of dew??i knew Katie would drink it too. greedy sack of white that she is. speaking of drinks. . . . Katie's poison of choice was Jack Daniel's Wildberry Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/RejectedAds-Wildberry_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/RejectedAds-Wildberry_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Kim's was Smirdof twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/SmirnoffTwistedCitrus_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/SmirnoffTwistedCitrus_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i don't drink Kim got a little creative i got these little bastards. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/bott-box1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/bott-box1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made by Jelly Belly. Natural and Artificial flavors?!!!! WTF? have you seen the flavors on this thing?? i hope to high heaven that they are all artificially flavored!! ok so funny story abt all this. we start playing a drinking game. basically the card game war loser has to take a drink. in my case i have to eat a bean. kim tossed them all in a plastic bag and i had to grab a random one and eat it. so i agree to this like a dumbass. well this all starts out funny and all until i start seriously dry heaving from the beans. consider the fact that Kim is gone after one beer and they are drinking hards the other two hoes are starting to get trashed. so after abt 5 nasty beans i start to lose it but have the sense enough to yell at Kim so that someone has the damn video camera. so i'm all sitting at the table in the kitchen with this little trash can in hand trying to get the bean down and not heave a good one. well yeah that didn't work. i saw everythign i ate that day again. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(everything after this is a super gross description of exactly what happened. if you read it and get grossed out it's your fault)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while sitting down i manage to up chuck twice at the table. thank everything good in this life that i made it into the bucket. having the feeling that it is not over i start to walk to the door bucket still in hand. Kim now has the video camera on and is dry heaving as well. by this time i'm spewing forth not only vomit but profanities for her to open the fricking door while kaite is F'ed up enough to just be content sitting at the table and continue to eat her food!!! stupid hoe. this is reason 1 she became "useless #2" Kim can't for the life of her get the door open because she is taping me puke and trying to reach behind her to unlock the handle subsequently making her "useless #1" after the door in done out smarting Kim i stand outside and can now smell my own puke causing the puking to continue. yelling at someone to get me the paper towels Katie hands me the whole roll. idiot. i have the bucket of puke in one hand and puke on the other wtf am i going to do with an entire roll of paper towels in my hand?? so i throw it back at her and instruct her to rip them off which she also does poorly, offically giving her the name "useless #2" it totally sucked! and like being there wasn't enough we talked abt it and re-enacted it for the next hour and then again the next day and it was still funny as hell.&lt;br /&gt;there was the vomit story for this weekend. i told Jolley all abt this already. she had two comments "you made my day" (how it makes anyone's day to hear a vomit story is totally lost on me) and " you should of just drank" yeah that sounds like it was the better option. there are so many stories from this trip but that by far was the funniest. i'll post more later at random time more than likely. anyway this is a long ass post so i'm calling it's time of death at 1:25am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112297861984081797?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112297861984081797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112297861984081797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112297861984081797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112297861984081797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/hana-with-hoes.html' title='Hana with the Hoes'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112297040797342547</id><published>2005-08-01T22:06:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:04:12.476-10:00</updated><title type='text'>REDNECK?? . . . I Think So</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2509.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were in Sports Authority and i got my mom to buy me this hat. after thinking abt it i decided it was the ultimate redneck hat(maybe even borderline white trash) more so than John Deer on would be. not all rednecks have a John Deer but ALL rednecks have a Browning. first person to tell me what Browning is gets a prize. . . or atleast some hick points.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112297040797342547?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112297040797342547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112297040797342547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112297040797342547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112297040797342547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/redneck-i-think-so.html' title='REDNECK?? . . . I Think So'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112277672453069970</id><published>2005-07-30T16:22:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T16:25:24.536-10:00</updated><title type='text'>highlight of my day</title><content type='html'>so i was all slaving away at the hardware store and what do i find but  a helpless little gecko stuck to the sticky side of a cooler label so the first thing i think of is "wow it would suck to die by cooler label" so what do i do?? i waste like 10 min of ace hardware time to save a gecko. i unstickied him from his ultimate cooler label doom and then put him behind a display so no one would find him. yeah slow life here on maui. . . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112277672453069970?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112277672453069970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112277672453069970&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112277672453069970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112277672453069970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/highlight-of-my-day.html' title='highlight of my day'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112270263762138515</id><published>2005-07-29T19:45:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T19:50:37.626-10:00</updated><title type='text'>On To Bigger and Better Things</title><content type='html'>so in light of the last fun picture i posted here is an other. (Jolley this is so for you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/RejectedAds-Corvette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/RejectedAds-Corvette.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112270263762138515?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112270263762138515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112270263762138515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112270263762138515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112270263762138515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-to-bigger-and-better-things.html' title='On To Bigger and Better Things'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112236976805357223</id><published>2005-07-25T23:20:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:22:48.060-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibly The Greatest Picture Ever. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gratedbogroll1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gratedbogroll1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112236976805357223?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112236976805357223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112236976805357223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112236976805357223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112236976805357223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/possibly-greatest-picture-ever.html' title='Possibly The Greatest Picture Ever. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112228218538521665</id><published>2005-07-24T23:01:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:03:05.390-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Haired Carr_Carr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112228218538521665?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112228218538521665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112228218538521665&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112228218538521665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112228218538521665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/long-haired-carrcarr.html' title='Long Haired Carr_Carr'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112225818292018810</id><published>2005-07-24T15:44:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:40:22.876-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;1) Starting time: 345pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Name: Carrera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Nickname: Carr_Carr, Wolf, Wolffy, Rera, Troll(this one is new), Ca-rackus, Da Kine, Boofah (gaby's name for me), these are the most used. i think i have more but i can't remember. . .&lt;br /&gt;4) School: BYUH-igh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) email: cc341@byuh.edu,idiot_child_02@hotmail.com,wolffyppunk@yahoo.com,CCatugal@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;6) Eyes: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;7) Height: 5'5" (Jolley is NOT 5'!!)&lt;br /&gt;8) Siblings: 1 little punk sister&lt;br /&gt;9) Ever been kissed? yeah&lt;br /&gt;10) Ever been cheated on? no&lt;br /&gt;11) Ever faked a crush on some one? maybe?? idk. . .&lt;br /&gt;12) Ever faked sick? all the time in high school&lt;br /&gt;13) Kept a secret from everyone? oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I4) Had an imaginary friend? no&lt;br /&gt;15) Wanted to date a friend? Yes&lt;br /&gt;16) Cried during a movie? Yes&lt;br /&gt;17) Who is your "star crush"? me damn it!!&lt;br /&gt;------FAVORITES------&lt;br /&gt;18) Movie: 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;19) Drink: moutain dew i guess&lt;br /&gt;20) Food: pizza!!!!&lt;br /&gt;21) Restaurant: anyting with "Pizza" in the name&lt;br /&gt;22) Shampoo: whatever is on sale&lt;br /&gt;23) Color:  green&lt;br /&gt;24) Summer/Winter? winter&lt;br /&gt;25) Online? doi&lt;br /&gt;26) Lace, silk or satin? just not lace&lt;br /&gt;27) Like anyone: stupid question&lt;br /&gt;28) Who have you known the longest out of your friends:that i still talk to on a regular basis?? Kim&lt;br /&gt;29) Who's the shyest friend you have? define shy??&lt;br /&gt;30) who's the best girlfriend/boyfriend you ever had? non-aplicalble&lt;br /&gt;31) Who do you go to for a lot when you need advice? idk&lt;br /&gt;32) Who do you get along with? anyone that doesn't piss me off&lt;br /&gt;-----HAVE YOU in the past 2 weeks------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Cried: no&lt;br /&gt;34) Been mean: oh yes&lt;br /&gt;35) seen the person you are crushing on? sure&lt;br /&gt;36) sarcastic: _no way not me_&lt;br /&gt;37) Been yelled at: yep&lt;br /&gt;38) Talked to someone you have a crush on? yeah&lt;br /&gt;39) Kissed someone? my doggy&lt;br /&gt;40) Hugged someone: the little sis&lt;br /&gt;41) peed your pants? no&lt;br /&gt;42) Wished upon a star: no&lt;br /&gt;43) Laughed until you've cried: nope&lt;br /&gt;44) Played Truth or Dare: no&lt;br /&gt;45) Watched a sunrise/sunset: nope&lt;br /&gt;46) Went to the beach at night? nope&lt;br /&gt;47) taken a shower? nope. . . oh wait i mean yeah&lt;br /&gt;48) cheated on a test? nope&lt;br /&gt;49) Are you lonely? everyday&lt;br /&gt;50) Are you happy? mostly&lt;br /&gt;51) Are you talking to someone online? kinda-Jolley&lt;br /&gt;------DO YOU BELIEVE IN------&lt;br /&gt;52) God/Devil:duh&lt;br /&gt;53) Love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;54) The Closet Monster:no. but i used to think there where "graboids" under my bed&lt;br /&gt;55) friendships that last a life time? Yes&lt;br /&gt;56) Love at first sight? no&lt;br /&gt;57) Superstitions? if you grew up in hawaii you do&lt;br /&gt;58) Half empty or half full: it's half full of liquid and half full of air dumb dumb&lt;br /&gt;59) Who named you? the rents&lt;br /&gt;60) Favorite quote: you laugh because i'm different, i laugh becuase you are all the same&lt;br /&gt;61) When was the last time you showered? last night&lt;br /&gt;62) what is the last thing that you said online? see you"ll be fine&lt;br /&gt;63) What is right next to you? the sis&lt;br /&gt;64) What is your computer desk made of? whatever i put it on at the moment (the dog is not &lt;br /&gt;65) inhaled? do you mean on purpose??&lt;br /&gt;66) Where do you want to go on your honeymoon? does it matter??&lt;br /&gt;67) Where do you want your wedding? Laie temple&lt;br /&gt;69) How's the weather? too hot to live without AC&lt;br /&gt;70) What did you do last night? go out with co-workers&lt;br /&gt;71) Thing(s) that you find attractive about the opposite sex? stuff. . . .&lt;br /&gt;72) How do YOU eat an Oreo? all at once&lt;br /&gt;73) All time favorite TV show? CSI&lt;br /&gt;74) What is your favorite car? Ford Trucks&lt;br /&gt;75) what do want to be when you grow up? idk&lt;br /&gt;76) Favorite music: alternative&lt;br /&gt;77) Favorite band? Bowling For Soup(for now)&lt;br /&gt;78) Favorite food? moron stew&lt;br /&gt;79) favorite day of the week?: anyone where i don't have to work&lt;br /&gt;80) favorite person in the world? choke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) Animal? wolf&lt;br /&gt;82) clothing: as long as they are clean/comffy&lt;br /&gt;83) If you could change your name what would it be? ruler of the world&lt;br /&gt;84) Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? doi. Pete the punk ass dragon&lt;br /&gt;85) What is the stupidest thing you have ever done? can't pick just one. . . although  i did almost light many a friend on fire.&lt;br /&gt;86) What is the most embarrassing thing you've done? lived&lt;br /&gt;87) My husbands/wifes name? idk&lt;br /&gt;88) first daughter's name? idk i don't think that far in advance&lt;br /&gt;89) worst fear? being alone&lt;br /&gt;90) You like scary or funny movies better? both&lt;br /&gt;91) On the phone or in person? depends on the person&lt;br /&gt;92) Lust or Love: there's a difference??&lt;br /&gt;93) If you could change something about yourself? my ability to speak beore thinking&lt;br /&gt;94) Where were you born? Leesville, LA&lt;br /&gt;95) Do you have pets? the space Peanut and the Sis&lt;br /&gt;96) Who sent this to you? took it from Jolley's blog&lt;br /&gt;97) What do you think about this person? she smells like cheese&lt;br /&gt;98) Your favorite songs? just one??? idk&lt;br /&gt;99) Anything you want to say to everyone?buy me Pringles!!&lt;br /&gt;100) Do you want your friends to do this survey? go. . .&lt;br /&gt;101) Time Finished: 421pm . . . 31 min. lost in the oblivion of the net. . .oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112225818292018810?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112225818292018810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112225818292018810&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112225818292018810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112225818292018810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/about-you-1-starting-time-345pm-2name.html' title=''/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112224787101027185</id><published>2005-07-24T13:30:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T13:34:45.543-10:00</updated><title type='text'>i typed in "student" o all things</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/pastlife/past-life.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: A Poor Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Laie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: The Boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112224787101027185?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112224787101027185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112224787101027185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112224787101027185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112224787101027185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-typed-in-student-o-all-things.html' title='i typed in &quot;student&quot; 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Old Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/b&gt; He knows best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="ht&lt;br /&gt;tp://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112224745329961782?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112224745329961782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112224745329961782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112224745329961782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112224745329961782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-true.html' title='so true!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112224614883328161</id><published>2005-07-24T13:02:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T13:02:28.836-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh Ne Mine Da Mainlan. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know You're From Hawaii When...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" bg style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can understand and speak PIDGIN english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to dinner and "make one plate" with all the extra food leftover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You automatically take off your shoes in people's homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear rubber slippers to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat rice every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's "shave ice" not"snow cones".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know NEVER to turn your back facing the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what ukus are and have had them at least once before when you was one little keiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been to almost all of the other islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get impatient with all of those bikers on the road that came from Haleakala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone says to "dress up" it means one nice aloha shirt and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat coconuts straight from the shell  - and drink the juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to the War Memorial Stadium parking lot to learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've worked in the pineapple fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know where all the creepy places (like burial sites) are in the island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you aren't supposed to whistle at night time, cross your chopsticks, or stick your fork straight out of your rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have highlighted hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat Arare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what "tutu" means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learned to play the ukulele in elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's SHOYU, not soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, sushi means sushi, not RAW FISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat malasadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a billion pairs of slippers in front your door when your family gets together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your house has residue from the salty ocean air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat portuguese sausage, eggs, and rice for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You buy large quantities of toilet paper in case there�s a longshoreman strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand why anyone would buy less than a 20 lb bag of rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would serve spam as a meat for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can taste the difference between teriyaki and kal-bi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why there are alphabets on trees on graduation day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what lei day is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what the "stink eye" is; and how to give it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can correctly pronouce kalanianaole, kalakaua and aiea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what a "Huli Huli Chicken" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can name 3 varieties of mangos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the difference between being hapa and being hapai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give directions using mauka and makai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what it takes to get into kamehameha school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say, "Nori" not seaweed paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say "Brah" not "Bro".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know why Sharks Cove is called Sharks Cove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your jokes are about Portugese not Polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what "Morgan's Corner " is ... (And it still scares you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think 70 degrees is freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call it "saimin" not "Top Ramen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surf report is on your speed dial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow Drive-Inn is a special date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know pineapples don't grow in trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hear the words "fund raiser", you know it means Zippy's Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have said "wat, owe you money?", "karang your alas", or "dakine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call public transportation "da BUS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to Neiman Marcus "jus fo look"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mainland people no can understand your language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat mango with shoyu, vinegar, and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like ume, daikon, and kim chee better than pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never understood why adding pineapple and ham to a pizza made it Hawaiian to the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a separate circuit breaker for your rice cooker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You measure the water for the rice by the knuckle of your index finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The condiments at the dinner table are shoyu, ketchup, chili peppah watah, kimchee, takuwan, Hawaiian salt and pickled onion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to Maui and your luggage home includes potato chips, manju, cream puffs, guri-guri and fresh saimin from Sam Sato's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A balanced meal has three starches:  rice, macaroni and bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call everyone older than you "Aunty" or "Uncle" even though they aren't related to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your philosophy is "Bumbai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are barefoot in most of you elementary school pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your only suit is a bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel guilt leaving a get-together without helping clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of taking something from a heiau is unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather drag out the compressor and fill that leaking tire every single morning than have it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time you honk your horn is once a year during the safety check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can live and let live with a smile in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is sure exactly where "north" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cousin is Japanese-Chinese-French-Filipino-Korean-Scottish-Portuguese-Hawaiian, plus some stuff too manini to mention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You watch your favorite shows "on top the TV"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best cooks all use lots of mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An approaching hurricane means only one thing � surf's up, brah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You like beef" has nothing to do with what's for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beans are the perfect condiment for ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wherefrom.html"&gt;Get Your Own "You Know You're From" Meme Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cool things for your blog at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112224614883328161?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112224614883328161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/"&gt;What Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112200869330094364?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112200869330094364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112200869330094364&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112200869330094364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112200869330094364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-crap-does-this-mean.html' title='what the crap does this mean???'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112200829518926043</id><published>2005-07-21T18:53:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T18:58:15.196-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw Shakespeare that bastard had no clue as to what tragedy was. this is a real tragedy . . . i burnt my fricking pizza. i've been sick as a dog and now that i am feeling better i was going to eat a whoel pizza to celebrate. but now the damn thing is burnt. eh not like it is going to stop me from eating most or all of it anyway but now the victory is only bitter sweet. what the crap ever i have a pizza right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112200829518926043?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112200829518926043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112200829518926043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112158468322966279?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112158468322966279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112158468322966279&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112158468322966279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112158468322966279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-gross.html' title='so gross. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112154724281462174</id><published>2005-07-16T10:48:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T10:54:02.820-10:00</updated><title type='text'>ewwwww. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2314.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i managed to get sick on my day off. lame huh. so yeah i'm dying i think. the wolf is the insanity me and my sister started. 550 pieces of wishing sarah was there to help. no more damn jigsaw puzzles for carr carr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112154724281462174?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112154724281462174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112154724281462174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112154724281462174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112154724281462174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/ewwwww.html' title='ewwwww. . . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112115962533958075</id><published>2005-07-11T23:12:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:13:45.340-10:00</updated><title type='text'>WhAT tHE crAP!!!???</title><content type='html'>idk why the last post put that picture u[p like a ricking million times but i'm too lazy to try fixing it. so shall it stay for the end of internet time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112115962533958075?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112115962533958075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112115962533958075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112115962533958075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112115962533958075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-crap.html' title='WhAT tHE crAP!!!???'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112115917102228642</id><published>2005-07-11T22:41:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T23:08:25.450-10:00</updated><title type='text'>This Was Supposed to be a Fricking Comment. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gothic_art09.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gothic_art09.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gothic_art09.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gothic_art09.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gothic_art09.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gothic_art09.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gothic_art09.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gothic_art09.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gothic_art09.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gothic_art09.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/gothic_art09.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/gothic_art09.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ok so this started as a comment on the sexy Kristi's blog but it got a little lengthy so here it is in it's extended version. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only slightly psychotic??? well if it makes you feel any better i was vollenterily a.d.d. at work today idk why it hink it was cause a manager fed me salt too early in the morning but yeah i'm not sure what eating salt has to do with your post. when i was but a young pain in the ass i was in love with the green ranger from the original power rangers. yeah yeah yeah laugh it up ppl but i was like what 10 years old??? so get over it. on the other hand i was obsessed with Xena the warrior princess. . . that turned out to be a lesbian icon show hmmmmmmm maybe i'm not making a good point after all. lets see. .. do i have a recent fantasy obsession. . .????? i&lt;br /&gt;think it would have to be futurama. my sister and i have been watching Furturama for like the past four days it was fun. ok this is bit long for a comment. . . .to be continued on. . . http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/ ( this is weret the etended part comes in) i mean how cooler can a show really get??&lt;br /&gt;my sister and i have decided that i and Bender . umm yeah if you met me then you totally understand. and my dog (space peanut) is the bottom less pit Nibbler. and i want purple hair, wait i've had purple hair and the boots i like boots. ok yeah this post just got really boring. wow it's pretty bad if i can't even stand typing it. . hmm ok so somethign more interesting would be. . . currently out of the mental reaches of miy mind. but i foudn acool picture for this blog too bad it has nothing to do with anythiung i talked abt in this post,well actually it does in a way this is where the sexy goth thing comes in to play. Kristi mentioned it. go check it out http://echok.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112115917102228642?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112115917102228642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112115917102228642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112115917102228642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112115917102228642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-was-supposed-to-be-fricking.html' title='This Was Supposed to be a Fricking Comment. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112098816136822207</id><published>2005-07-09T23:26:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:40:40.376-10:00</updated><title type='text'>96.08 . . . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2252.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how many miles are between me and most of my friends that are still at school. not even a 100 miles and i feel so far from everyone *sigh* oh well that's what jet engines are for. interesting how i can get so percise a measurement huh?? well you just got to be good like that i guess. . . . alright alright i only know cause faye had this zip distance calculator thig on her blog and i conveniently saved it in my " crap i waste time on" file. it really does exist. i totally have a file of almost totally usless links i play on. ask jolley she made fun of me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i know i complain alot abt everything but my little sis took that picture and after all the crap and whining i reall do live in fricking paradise. this is in my front yard. . . .(just pretend you don't see the phone lines)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112098816136822207?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112098816136822207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112098816136822207&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112098816136822207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112098816136822207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/9608.html' title='96.08 . . . . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112089851127105583</id><published>2005-07-08T22:10:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:41:51.280-10:00</updated><title type='text'>there was a fricking bird in the damn house</title><content type='html'>ok so kim all comes over and we are perfectly loafing in the living room when all of a sudden my sister starts screaming bloody murder abt this frickign bird that is perched on the curtain rod next to the tv. . . . . .  alright alright so it wasn't a bird exactly. it was a roach that was the size of a fricking bird. so after not finding bug spray in the whole damn house my sister finds it in the bathroom so now that i feel stupid i go after the animal like thing with the spray and a fly swatter . . . . . . may i remind you that here in Hawaii roaches fricking fly. . .. . . . . . ok so  the first blast of bug death in a can only pisses the thing off and it flys for it's life on to my face. . . . not really but i did beat it till dead after which Kim beat it till mutilated. . . . .  so ends the evening&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112089851127105583?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112089851127105583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112089851127105583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112089851127105583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112089851127105583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-was-fricking-bird-in-damn-house.html' title='there was a fricking bird in the damn house'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112072716482008319</id><published>2005-07-06T22:49:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:06:04.833-10:00</updated><title type='text'>the games have begun. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/1600/IMG_2200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/242/956/320/IMG_2200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so our first order of bussiness was to sharpie up the dog paint her claws pruple and then wrap her in tin foil as indicated by previous photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a much more serious note have you ever wanted to die?? like not want to kill your self and not like " holy crap i didn't get a good grade in that class. i think i'm going to die." but like just want to go on to something else?? idk sounds like a drastic change of pace huh???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112072716482008319?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112072716482008319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112072716482008319&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112072716482008319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112072716482008319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/games-have-begun.html' title='the games have begun. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112062903358475098</id><published>2005-07-05T19:50:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:22:10.603-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rents have left. . .</title><content type='html'>so like i have the house to my self seeing as my parents have left the island and gone to Kona for the week and i don't have to work for the rest of the week too. . . the catch is that my 9 year old little sister comes with all this time off and all so yeah there shall be weeping and wailing and nashing of teeth in the House Of Insanity. so far we have re routed the internet line so i can loaf on the squishy couch and surf the net and we started a puzzle. as entertainment for the rest of the evening i think we will sharpen all the pencils in the house (yeah real good fill the house with sharp objects them leave the kinds in it for a week. . . . this is good how??)so yeah more details as they develop. . . . another smart thing was that i bought my sister a new toy. . . .yeah it was a hammer. . .i know i know stupid carr carr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on a more serious note i'm becoming more and more abt being down. i miss school a lot and i can't wait to go back but i also have a bit of anxiety building abt my major and the classes i'll have to take . . idk i'm just being a wuss i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112062903358475098?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112043030762253484</id><published>2005-07-03T12:37:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T12:38:27.630-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random question</title><content type='html'>do you think you can have a solid intergrety without having "good" morals??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112043030762253484?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112043030762253484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112043030762253484&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112043030762253484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112043030762253484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-question.html' title='Random question'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112042935732539091</id><published>2005-07-03T12:03:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T12:24:36.230-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker??</title><content type='html'>ok so Faye used the word "Slacker" in her recent blog. . . . Faye i love you but you make it seem like a bad thing.  i drafted the help of webster online and found these explainations of slacking-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; not using due diligence, care, or dispatch&lt;br /&gt; characterized by slowness, sluggishness, or lack of energy &lt;br /&gt; moderate in some quality;&lt;br /&gt; lacking in completeness, finish, or perfection  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put it this way slackers have the intention to accomplish things but maybe not the patience and or energy to do it. a straight up lazy person wouldn't even start a project but a slacker wouldn't finish it promptly.  a slacker will start somethign but try to finish it with the least amount of effort possible, thus i have decided that a slacker invented the wheel. i mean come on. would a person that lives to work hard and bust his butt in the hot sun until he is ready to die even think of a better way to do things?? no way. a slacker in my opinion would say " there's got to be an easier way to do this"&lt;br /&gt; ok what ever it made sense in my head ok. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112042935732539091?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112042935732539091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112042935732539091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112042935732539091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112042935732539091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/slacker.html' title='Slacker??'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112037782422637755</id><published>2005-07-02T21:56:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:28:25.436-10:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Cause I Couldn't Say It On Jolley's Blog. . .</title><content type='html'>(also in answer to Su's question to the rating of this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle what in the fuck does "mosquitos and bean curd" have to do with anything???? Damn Cueball. ok so i have totally created a monster. my dad has a very short attention span with things in general so for him to go out of his way to Show his mom (my 60 some odd year old grandmother) stupid videos is an amazing feat. not only that but the two of them were back there watching it for like and hour. holy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my little sister is addicted to info-mercials&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112037782422637755?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112037782422637755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112037782422637755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112037782422637755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112037782422637755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-cause-i-couldnt-say-it-on.html' title='This Is Cause I Couldn&apos;t Say It On Jolley&apos;s Blog. . .'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112029930139362023</id><published>2005-07-02T00:13:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T00:15:01.393-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer has Brought Me the Past Again</title><content type='html'>i have a list of people who i have slowly and painfully lost for reasons i can;t explain . it seems so familiar i am losing another one. . .but what is the opposite of losing?? in this case it's keeping i guess. there are some things that i don't like to change. . . and when they do i don't take it well. . . i'm finding this summer that i am the same from high school. . .but that is a good. thing why change who i am if that is what makes me happy. i found who i was while i was younger and found no reason to change. i feel i went a little  farther in identifying myself in high school than many of my friends did. . .  and i'm ok with that in fact i like it. and if i just made this up to make my self feel better . . . .i'm ok with that too because i am happy and that's all i really want in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112029930139362023?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112029930139362023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112029930139362023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112029930139362023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112029930139362023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/summer-has-brought-me-past-again.html' title='Summer has Brought Me the Past Again'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-112029913651901175</id><published>2005-07-01T23:58:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T00:12:16.523-10:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID BOYS DAMN IT!!!</title><content type='html'>ok so the hot skater guy from Ace has this girfriend right . . . but oh what do you know she has moved away to college. his exact words " then I'll be free" oh yeah. . ..&lt;br /&gt; ok so there are two things i don't want to admit but whatever. . there is this guy at work that i have always though of as really cool and we have fun together at work and all. i could totally see myself being way into him but he is married so it was an automatic default to not but then the stupid boy has to open his dumb boy mouth and say the following " you know i wish i would of met you way before. we could of just hung out and stuff" so like yeah it's not like i'm falling for him in any way but it still makes me wonder what would of happened if we met way earlier so there&lt;br /&gt;then tday there was this guy that comes in and he used to work with me and all and we became friends through work and stayed friends after he left the store. so he is builing this thing for his new job and he came in to get things to put it all together. anyway yes i was totally in love with him back in the day. anyway he smelled so damn good. and it was odd because it wasn't because he was wearing a colone or anything in fact he's a smoker but it was something abt the way he smelled that reminded me of always hanging out with him and it just totally turned me on. i just wanted to jump him. . . damn it ok so there are three things i don't want to admit to and the third is that on of my friends has a shoulder tattoo of japanese characters and i was looking at it like three weeks ago and all i can think of everyt ime i remember the tatto is how much i wanted to lick it. . . bottom line - i'm really starved for affection but pizza and moutain dew fixes all right???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-112029913651901175?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/112029913651901175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=112029913651901175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112029913651901175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/112029913651901175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/07/stupid-boys-damn-it.html' title='STUPID BOYS DAMN IT!!!'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-111985089428412662</id><published>2005-06-26T19:37:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T19:41:34.286-10:00</updated><title type='text'>yep . . . Lazy</title><content type='html'>ok so i am at home loafing  infront of my computer and didn't want to get up but i was hungry. so i grabbed my cell phone and called my own house to ask my mom to make me food cause i was hungry. yeah the funny part is my mom kinda scolded me but still  said bye as she hung up. i hope she really is making food for me and didn't say ok just to shut me up. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-111985089428412662?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/111985089428412662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=111985089428412662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/111985089428412662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/111985089428412662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/06/yep-lazy.html' title='yep . . . Lazy'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11665139.post-111983159268165128</id><published>2005-06-26T11:19:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T19:10:03.130-10:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Crap Man??</title><content type='html'>what am i going to do with another fricking blog?? like i don't neglect the other one enough i now have this one to forget abt too. whatever typical Car Car right??&lt;br /&gt;so my sister insisted on my mother watching all of the teen girl squad clips. it was long and painful. the little rat is also singing Bowling for Soup so i guess it's all good then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spilt salt in my mom's baking and this is what she said to me " hire the handicapped it's fun to watch them work" yeah thanks mom. . . .&lt;br /&gt;oh wel llife goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11665139-111983159268165128?l=wolffyppunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/feeds/111983159268165128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11665139&amp;postID=111983159268165128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/111983159268165128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11665139/posts/default/111983159268165128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wolffyppunk.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-crap-man.html' title='What the Crap Man??'/><author><name>Idiot_Child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03260236098415583375</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
