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                <title>Acceptance to the AI Pittsburgh. Thanks ya'll!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 20:32:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just got accepted to the AI Pittsburgh and will be starting online classes for my Graphic Design BA in January. Even though I just hit 30, I feel this is the right time in my life where I have a clear view of where I want to go with the rest of my life. <br />The past 12 years have been rough for me mentally and physically. I started to doubt myself about my love and skill in art. I put my love of art in the background and just existed by having others tell me what to do and tell me where I should go. Many of them meant well and I thank them for caring, but it wouldn't cease that lost guy in me that was screaming "WHERE AM I? LET ME OUT!" I was scared to let him go cuz I though he would never come back. <br />And this started when I was 18! And only since the day after my 30th did I finally realize that He wants out not to leave, but to be one with me. He wants what I want and he was lost too. If I would just trust him and let him out. Well he's out and we fuzed together. AND WE FEEL FUCKING GREAT!<br />I would like to thank everyone here that commented on my work, added it as one of their favorites, or even spared a little of their time to view it. Your views, favs and comments kept that lost man from ever giving up and fading away.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The dream that wasn't</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 00:00:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It started so wonderful. I'm sitting in a pool full of pudding($340 worth to be exact) topped with orange Jello (about $120 worth). I can hear footsteps behind me. I turn my head and the most glorious of things of beauty is standing above me. Charlie's Angels! Both TV and movie versions! <br /><br />A second later they're naked in the pool. Only gobs of pudding are covering their naughty bits and pieces from my eyes that are already wider than that deer's before I hit it while on a delivery. Yep, that wide.<br /><br />The girls laughed and frolicked as I gazed at the delight. Cameron Diaz and Farrah Fawcett rolling in the pool like they were mud wrestling. But this would be pudding wrestling cause it's a known fact that pudding is sexier than mud.<br /><br />Rootbeer started to rain from the skies above. The girls use the frothy rain to was off the Jello products, but I'm distracted. Lucy Liu comes crawling cat-like into my direction. A ray of sunlight hits her as a black gospel choir (led by James Brown) stand behind me singing Hallelujah. <br /><br />Yes yes yes yes!<br /><br />She straddles my lap and licks here lips. FUCK YEAH! As we are about to lock lips thus starting two whole weeks of banging and mashing which I will have front row seats (cuz I'm 1 of the 2 players, giggidy) .........................<br />..................... <br />................ <br />my cell phone goes off. Magnificent dream ends without a magnificent ending<br /><br />One of the guys at work wanted to know if I could cover his closing shift. Dusty owes me big time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I am now a subscriber</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 20:37:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got a 3 month subscription to dA. And I've been here how many years? Maybe I'll start submitting more work now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm not dead!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 13:01:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just a little note to everyone that I'm not dead. I'm just not the type who updates his journal if it isn;t art based. If it isn't about art, then you probably won't hear from me.<br />Anyway, I'm not dead. Don't forget that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>William Lee Twitch: Tattoo Artist?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 17:26:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a portfolio set up and I'm ready to go out tomorrow to find an apprenticeship  at a tattoo parlor. Hey, I've been drawing tat designs for people since 1998. And I always hear,"dude, you would do great as a tattoo artist". I might as well start putting my designs on skin and get paid real money for it. Plus if they try to get away with paying for the tat, I'll beat 'em down and remove it with a cheese grater!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Time to switch</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 12:51:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ With Friday off work, I decided to go into the basement to paint. Three hours later, I was looking at a clean canvas where a painted canvas should be. I'm getting bored with painting again.<br /><br />Not really surprised, to be honest. My heart hasn't really been into painting anything for longer than a month at a time. Even all of the abstract paintings I did the past two years have bored me even though a lot of people really liked those.<br /><br />It's not like when I'm drawing. I can draw for days on end. Give me a pen and some ink and I'll forget there's an outside world. I couldn't live without drawing. <br /><br />It's time for me to put painting on a long vacation and work on something else. Sculpture maybe?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Now aint that something</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 18:00:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Proof that posting ads on Craigslist can help you get noticed. Three fellow deviants sent comments that they saw some of my artist for hire ads. And I dont even think I mentioned I had any ads to anyone in dA!<br />And I thought Craigslist was a waste of time!  I havent been hired for any jobs yet but the fact that people (and fellow deviants)are seeing my artwork counts as something. Right?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Not many of these are coming</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 20:52:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What the hell is this "header" crap? To hell I'm putting anything in this!<br /><br />Don't expect me to keep this journal regularly updated.  I'd rather have my art do the talking for me.  I am an artist after all.  If you wanna talk to me find me if I'm in the chatroom<br /><br />Nuff Said<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>nice day it is and whatnot</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 17:16:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Funny how a person can be on this site every day, but still not be able to update his own damn journal.  <br /><br />But anyway, what have I been up to?  I'm out looking for a job and when I'm not doing that, I'm between babysitting my niece or working on my art skills.<br />Wednesday nites is spent at the bar with some of me friends and I allow to myself to drink some alcoholic spirits. I luv screwdrivers!<br /><br />A friend of mine is helping me design a website that will debut whenever I have the money to get a hosting account.  My other friend told me it would be cheaper if I made my own server out of spare computer parts around the house.  This would be true if I didn't recycle most of my old comp parts cache a few months back <br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" /><br />Back to saving for a hosting account.  Get the site up and then start getting parts for a personal server.<br /><br />I've also got a case of Pokemon fever! My friend pestered me to get Pokemon Pearl for my DS and I've been trying to catch them all ever since.  I'm going through Leaf Green a second to catch remaining Pokemon and I'm halfway through Sapphire.  I already caught Kyogre and I'm on the way to fighting the final 5.<br /><br />But I'm still going to make fun of the Pokemon fans cuz I dont want people to think I gone soft and shiiit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Another day of eh, not much</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 03:21:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Not much has happened since my last journal entry.   My birthday was back in October, but I was sick as a dog.  My family took me out to a Japanese <br />
restaurant, but I was too sick to eat much.  <br />
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Thanksgiving was alrite.  Together with the family and all that other stuff.<br />
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I babysit my little niece more often now.  She's trying to talk now and she's learned how to suck on her foot.  Blame her dad, not me.<br />
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Paling around with my friends happens every Wed night.  Finally a reason to go to the bar.<br />
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Still trying to sell my paintings.  Handing out business cards like a madman with nothing to show for it. Fuck fuck fuck fuck!<br />
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I opened a shop on CafePress.com selling custom t-shirts.  I sold 2 shirts a couple weeks ago and that's all I have sold.  Since I only make a $1 from every shirt sold, it's going to be a long time before I break $100.  Could you should buy something?  <br />
<a href="http://www.cafepress.com/twistedgoods"> TwistedGoods at Cafepress </a><br />
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We just got snow on Sunday at 6 inches.  I'm the official snow shoveler of the house so I was out the at 9:30am trying to clear the damn driveway.   after 3 hours, I was almost done when my dad stopped over to drop of a snowblower.  <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" /><br />
But I made 5 dollars when my neighbor asked if I would do their driveway.  When I finally went back inside it was 2pm!  For me $5 is a lot of money these days.  Someone out there please buy my stuff, before I have to whore myself out?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Art show soon</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 17:22:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm participating in an Arts & Crafts Fair on September 30th.  I got the tent, the space, and even the merchandise.  I'll have at least 30 paintings to sell and hopefully I'll get some buyers.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I hate spiders!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 19:59:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I get back to my house last night only to be greeted by a web to the face when I step onto the porch.  I look up  to find spiders and webs all over the porch and it's ceiling.  I go into the house, grab the bug spray and a broom, head back outside and start killing them sons of bitches!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/threaten.gif" width="24" height="22" alt=":threaten:" title="Don't mess!" /><br />
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I was sweeping, stomping and spraying those bastards for an hour.  I counted 37 spiders! And these were the ones that are the size of a penny with the fat round butt things.  I even got a couple nests that were on the tree 10 feet away.  Now I know where they came from.<br />
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The house I live in has a 2 acre yard with lots of trees, so I knew I would have to deal with a lot of bugs.  Not many of them get in the house and I sweep the place every week.  I even cleaned the basement and that was no easy task.<br />
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But when it comes to spiders, I have no tolerance for them whatsoever.  It's probably the bad case of arachnophobia I had as a kid cuz when I see a spider now I will hunt it down until it is dead and squished under my shoe.  I dont care how big or small or how many they are, I will kill them all.<br />
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<b>THE ONLY GOOD SPIDER IS A DEAD SPIDER!</b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Artwork outta the wazoo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 19:46:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've finally got settled into my new abode and I'm feeling fine. My bedroom and office is on the top floor and a painting room is setup in the basement. For the past two days, I have been in the basement working at me easel. I forgot how much I liked to use colored charcoal on wet canvas.<br />
All that's needed now is an Internet connection and some good storm windows.  Current storm windows are loose so small insects and mosquitoes still get in.  I have 4 mosquito bites on my lower calf and they itch like hell!  Dont get me started on the damn spiders.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wierd Al rules</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 19:48:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last week was the Wisconsin Valley Fair in Wausau and Weird Al Yankovic was playing the first night.  I am so glad I saw the show, especially all the crap I had to go through.  <br />
On the way to the fair, my truck started to squeal.  I was severely leaking steering column fluid and I had to drive back home to fix it.  Replaced the hose, fill it with steering column fluid and I fucked up.  Instead of steering fluid, I had put in brake fluid. DAMN! <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" /><br />
I had to use a hose to suck out the brake fluid and put in real steering fluid.  No more steering fluid in the garage. DOUBLE DAMN!!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" /><br />
I had to drive slow and easy to the NAPA store and buy steering fluid.  While filling the reservoir, I drop the cap and while reaching for it I inadvertently burned my knuckles on the manifold.<br />
Finally got to the show a few hours early and found a seat...way in the back  I had a hard time seeing the stage and the seats up front were reserved.  The rear seats were first-come-first-served.  A half hour before the show my buddy from the local radio station called.  He had 2 free tickets for the reserved seats with a perfect view of Weird Al and company.<br />
The concert made up for the rest of that day.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Im a moved</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jul 2007 22:23:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right now, I'm at my parents' house using the internet.  I dont have the internet at my new place yet and it might be another month until I get it in there.  <br />
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Other than that, the house I'm sharing with my sister is really nice.  It's an older two story house with a whole butt load of closet space.  I have the top half of the house to myself so there is more than enough room to work on my art in my own office/game room.   The only gripe I have is my bedroom only has only electrical outlet and the upstairs bathroom doesn't have a shower (I'll have to wear clothes when I go downstairs).  Dammit!<br />
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I'm staying at the parents tonite, so I can get started early in the morning to make some needed bookshelves for the bedroom.  You never know how many books you have until you have to move them all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sudoku and Pokemon</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 01:46:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got a DS a month ago and I am so glad I bought one. Im either playing Brain Age or Pokemon Pearl.  Yeah, you heard me.<br />
I played Pokemon for the first time and I love it! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br />
It's hard to put it down so I can get some artwork done. I never was this addicted when I got my 360! The DS is trying to lure me in right now.<br />
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Speaking of art.  I called up my ol' buddy Adam and asked if he would create a website for me so I can display and sell my art to the public.  He said he'll do it and he isn't charging me a thing!  I figure if I get some money coming in from the site, I'll get him a gift to say thanks.  I don't get to see him much since we graduated, but I still consider one of my best friends since I can depend on him.<br />
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Once I get the website up and running I'll let you all know so you can visit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hardcore sexbot action!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 22:28:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I should post journals more often, but eh.  Whatcha gonna do...<br />
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I finally got prints made of this angel piece I did a couple months ago.  I only made four prints and I'm pricing them at $70 each with a certificate of authenticity.  If I can sell all four I'll get prints done of my other artwork.  Stay tuned for that.<br />
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As far as my plans for a comic shop, it's chugging along.  I haven't been selling much, but I managed to pick up 14 Gold Key Comics in great condition for a fair price.  Still going through the government archive at the library to see about funding for a brick and mortar store.  Wausau is starting is starting to get a few places for fellow geeks to converge so a comic shop would be a great addition.<br />
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Also, I might be posting a picture of my actual mug on dA soon.  Get ready to gaze upon my handsomeness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So so tired...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 23:21:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been very fatigued for the past week.  I wake up but I get all woozy and then I have to lay down.  ah well...<br />
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Have been working on new artwork and my pretty lady drawing skills have vastly improved.  Once I get access to a working scanner, I'll post them up for everybody to see<br />
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Also finally starting to level up in Dead Rising.  I'm a level 16 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" />  Still I can't do shit in that game other than kill zombies.  Looks like I'll have to keep upgrading my character to a level 50 before I can even solve the first case <br />
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 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This is bullshit</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 23:12:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Another school shooting and everyone starts to run around with their heads up their ass.  People want to blame videogames and the media for making the Korean kid wanna kill.  I'm looking at you Jack Thompson, Hillary Clinton and Dr Phil.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/chainsaw.gif" width="49" height="20" alt=":chainsaw:" title="Chainsaw" /><br />
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I'm used to that crap.  What burns my ass is that people are scared of their own damn shadows.  They arrested a student who said he could see why the guy would open fire.  Schools get locked down when somebody sneezes.  They see anybody that write or draw violent material as soon to be spree killers. <br />
I'm pretty sure the next kid to go on a killing spree will be someone who is driven crazy by all these assholes trying to convince him that "he has a problem" and he needs to change his "strange" ways.  Poor kid probably be a regular church goer who scares the neurotics becase he also likes action films and heavy metal.  <br />
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It's a good thing my friend Steve and I graduated in 1998.  We are avid horror movie fans, we draw comic strips with cartoon characters getting maimed, we played Goldeneye til dawn, and we like to 1 up each other on sick jokes and humor.  If we were still in high school when Columbine happened we would have been immediately expelled the day after and guards would be at the doors with pictures of us that says "Potential Threat, Call Police".  Neurotic sons of bithces...<br />
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WilliamLeeTwitch<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Damn you MySpace</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 22:09:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It seems every day on MySpace I get some message from some girl that wants to be my friend and hang out or go to a party.  They also always provide a link to their web site.  Surprise surprise the web site is an adult web site that tells me I can join for a low low monthly price of $29.95<br />
I have nothing against adult web sites, but the tactics they use to get a couple hits makes MySpace seem more lame than e-mail before spam filters.<br />
Thank goodness I never have to deal with that crap over here on reliable dA<br />
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WilliamLeeTwitch<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Damned computer again!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 09:36:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been what a month or two since I submitted any artwork here?  Let me explain.  First my scanner burnt out, then my PC's power supply smoked out.  Luckily I had all my artwork backed up onto another PC in my bedroom.  The problem with that PC is the network card is dead so I cant get on the net.  I managed to get my 1st PC fixed and buy a new scanner.  But of course something had to get wrong.  Once I installed the software for the scanner and turn it on, it crashes everything on my PC.  <br />
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FUCKING GOD DAMN CHRIST JACKHAMMERING GARFIELD WITH A SALTED NUT ROLL!!!!<br />
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It might be a week or two before I can submit any new work, you guys.  Sorry.  Thank goodness I don't need a computer to draw in a sketchbook.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Stupid XP</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 22:50:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ XP started to fuck up on me so I had to reinstall it during the weekend.  Luckily I backed up all my important stuff the week before. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/whew.gif" width="25" height="17" alt=":phew:" title="Phew!" />  Unfortunately, I lost all my porn <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":cry:" title="Crying" />  I know, I know, porn is plentiful on the net and you can't enter a site without bumping in to it, but it's the principal of the damn thing.<br />
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I just started writing a new book that will definately be in a league of it's own.  It consists rants, thoughts, strange stories, artwork, and my 40 page version of The Aristocrats joke complete with illustrations.  If this book ever gets published, my name will definately be remembered.<br />
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Hot Damn!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>What the hell was I gonna say?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 15:24:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was gonna write something in this entry, but I dun plum forgot!  Dabnabbit.  I wonder what would happen if I...um...I forgot again....  Oh well...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Why hasnt anybody looked at my stuff?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 15:55:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have new material posted in my gallery and I've only had one comment on em.  What, you're too good to view my work that I've slaved over?  YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK AND I HOPE YOU ALL DIE!!!!<br />
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j/k <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
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Seriously check out my new stuff but anyhoo... I spent the last week with a bad cold and lying in bed in the fetal position.  I was making lunch Tuesday and decided to put Pastrami into my sub.  Bad idea.   Ten minutes later I was hunched over a toilet puking my guts out.  I didnt know it was the Pastrami, I just thought it was my cold acting up.  I made another pastrami sandwich on Thursday, ten minutes later, <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" />  Stupid pastrami...<br />
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I would like to conclude this journal entry by saying Down With Whitey!  Power to the people!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Twitch smacks them bitches up!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 20:04:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I totally smacked them bitches up!  Up and down with roundhouse kicks like Chuck Norris when someone disses him.  I was a total bad ass...when it comes to bowling that is.  <br />
Fooled you didn't I?  You thought I was talking about beating up prostitues and leaving them in a pool of their own blood while I brag about it to you guys and everyone else on the world wide web.  Maybe next time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
Anyhoo, I did really well in this week's bowling tournament.  My first game was a 167 and I was above average in my other two games.  Since my score was so much better than my league average, I get a $5 credit which will be used for a good purpose.  That purpose?  Pitchers of beer of course! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" />  You can't have a bowling tournament without at least 3 pitchers of beer.  Still, my team drinks less than any of the other teams.  That's probably why we win all of our games. <br />
I'm hoping to post more artwork soon, but you can't rush good artwork.  I'll talk you all later.<br />
<br />
William Lee Twitch<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hey everybody!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 21:19:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a while since I submitted a journal entry, but eh... whacha gonna do?  This week did turn out well anyhoo.  The weather was nice enough for me to take the 1/2 hour walk to the nearest bus stop into the city.<br />
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I also spent a couple hours on Wednesday practicing my bowling game.  My score actually improved and it showed on Thursday's league night when I made 8 strikes that night.  Roll dat rock!<br />
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Spent some time with 2 of my friends playing the Wii.  Wii Golf and Wii bowling were my favorites.  I'll  have to get a Wii soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>IM ON FIRE!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 15:53:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just ten minutes ago, I was filling my zippo lighter.  As I lite it up, the damn thing popped outta my hand and onto my shirt.  My shirt started on fire and I had to beat it out.  Luckily I didn't get my skin burned and I was wearing a crappy shirt.  Damn...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Where the ladies at?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 13:55:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ladies out there say HO!<br />
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Don't know why I'm sayin' that, I just felt like it.  God I need a girlfriend bad.  I saw this one girl when I went to Stevens Point and she was so good lookin.  She made most of the girls in Wausau look like puddles of puke.  I shoulda asked her out.<br />
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Damn I need a girlfriend...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Where's the damn snow?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 22:32:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's a week til Christmas, I'm smack dab in the middle of Wisconsin, and there is NO FUCKING SNOW ON THE FUCKING GROUND!!!  I can still walk outside barefoot to get the mail.  <br />
I'm not pissed off cuz I'm not able to go snowmobiling, skiing, or ice fishing.  Fuck the outdoor activities.  It's the fact that there is no snow on the ground right now in an area of the U.S. that is so goddamn close to Canada you can smell the shit left behind by the R.C.M.P's (Royal Canadian Mounted Police) horses.  <br />
There were two reasons my family wanted to Wisconsin.  <br />
1)  We wanted to get away from the rednecks and their Deliverance views on the world.   <br />
2)  We wanted to spend our winters somewhere that actually looks like what a winter should be.<br />
I don't think snow on the ground is too much too ask for, do you?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>donkey fucking IS funny!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 13:59:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ever since Clerks 2 was released, the great debate on the humor of bestiality has been nonstop.  It's mostly the uptight folks who think Full House and Seinfeld are hilarious think there is no humor at all in the idea of some sad person fucking an animal.  Think about it... a  person fucking an animal. <br />
 Imagine some guy who has to go to an emergency room because the fish he caught for dinner aroused him so much, he had to fuck it his dick got stuck in the fish's mouth.  Some sad mother fucker is so lonely and perverted, that he resorts to deep throating his dinner?  And now he has to explain to the doctor and nurse how dinner got stuck on his johnson. <br />
 Another example are the fucks that get arrested frequently for having sex with farm animals.  It isn't that hard to find a woman, many of these people think that sex with women is a sin.  But corn holing Bessie the cow or Babe the pig is perfectly fine.  Think about it... <br />
  What I'm trying to say is that people fucking animals IS very funny, as long as you're not actually fucking an animal.  If you're so uptight that you can't see the humor in it, pull your head out of your ass.<br />
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                <title>Damn my youthful appearance!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 23:41:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Get this.  My friend and I went to Tobacco Outlet to get some Swisher Sweet cherry flavored filter cigars before our bowling match started and we got to the cash register.  Steve put his stuff on the counter, cashier rung everything up for him, bagged his stuff, he left.  he wasn't carded to make sure he was 18 or above.  I got there with my pack of cigs and a brand new Zippo lighter.  She looks at me and says, "I'm gonna need to see some ID, son."  <br />
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I give her my ID and she starts to examine it to see if it's forged or not and she says, "Huh, you look like you're 17 but whatever."<br />
<br />
This crap happens every time when I buy R movies from a store, use a credit card, or order a beer at a local bar with my friends.  Everyone thinks I'm an under aged teen that's using his forged ID to score over 18 goods.  <br />
<br />
I've done everything short of getting addicted to meth to make myself appear older and none of them worked.  Right now I got a  long biker goatee and a 3 o'clock shadow and I was just carded yesterday by a high school kid at Wal-Mart when I bought Friday the 13th Part V.  People that met my sister and I think she's the oldest one and she's only 21!  I'M 27 YEARS OLD FOR JESUS-FUCKING-CHRIST-ON-CRUTCH SAKE!!!<br />
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This is starting to get frustrating, but I guess I'm gonna have to live with my youthful looks.  I just want people to think I look over 21.  I'll probably have to wait until I'm in my 40s.  Damn it all to hell!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Happy birthday to me yesterday</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 21:26:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday was my 27th birthday and it was alright.  Nothing special happened like my buddys buying me 27 shots and 27 lap dances from 27 strippers followed by a night of how gorilla love from 27 hookers.  Still I had a good day.  <br />
I got a couple new sketchbooks and a gift certificate from my parents, I bowled a 250 at the lanes and the guys on the bowling team embarassed me by singing happy birthday to me.  I got home around midnight from bowling and my parents actually stayed up to give me my birthday cake.  I was surprised about that last part since my parents leave to work around 6 in the morning.<br />
Anyhoos, it was a good birthday.  1 more year down, about 800 more to go!<br />
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                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>I feel like crap</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 18:25:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't been on dA for a while already.  Sorry about that, but I have been feeling like crap this week.  I dont even know why, maybe I worked myself too hard and took not enough medication to supplement myself. Ah well...<br />
On the good side, I managed to get a couple Undeadville comics done.  All I have to do is scan them into the computer and they'll be ready for posting.  I'm still working on getting these things published, so cross your fingers.<br />
Also, I managed to get some more of the Prismacolor markers with the double tips and as a bonus I got a blending marker for free.  I didn't there was a such thing as blending markers.  And the most surprising thing is that they actually work... on markers!  It's the little things like these that at least make me feel a little bit better.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Garage sale and Dead Rising</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Oct 2006 19:08:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I spent most of this weekend helping at the family garage sale.  I hate garage sales.  For every decent customer we had, there was 3 annoying people that must've been only there to pester.  I had a lady going on and on about how she hates how our neighbor's yard has so many trees in it for 15 minutes.  A Hummer driving soccer mom started complaining about how "unprofessional" our garage sale looks and how the sale she had last month was much better.  One guy was bitching and moaning because we weren't selling guns or fishing lures.  I'm quite sure it's illegal to sell firearms at garage sales without a license.<br />
The only thing that kept me from cracking was blowing steam with my new game for the XBox 360: Dead Rising.  I've only played it for an hour or two, but I'm already at level 3 and I am so into bashing zombie heads open with a baseball bat.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Woo...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 13:39:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been unusually tired as hell for the last two weeks! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":sleepy:" title="Sleepy" />  I think it's the meds still working in my system.  Oh well.<br />
It's been a year since my seizure problem went into overdrive and unfortunately, it's still in overdrive.  I'm stuck at home most of the week and I'll be at home even more once winter comes.  I am so freakin' bored, I could watch the entire collection of Hillary Duff movies.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Im gettin' better at bowlin'</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Sep 2006 20:56:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Another night of bowling and I did better than I did last week.  3x better that is.  My first game was good, my second game was "eh", and my third game I only missed 12 pins.  My secret?  Don't think when you roll the rock!  Clear your mind of everything.  Don't think, just do.  Worked every time I did it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  If I get any better, I might have to get some good bowlin' shoes and one of those custom made balls that's clear with a decapitated head in the center.<br />
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Oh yeah, I've been forgettin' to put the Unseen Artists icon on the bottom of my journal entrees.  I'm sorry, just don't beat me...<br />
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                <title>Random shit on my mind</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 21:43:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's one of those nights where I should be sleeping but my brain wont shut the freaking-Jimmy-Jack-hell up!  So here goes...<br />
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If you're ever in Rhinelander in Wisconsin, look for the famous South Park Elementary School.  They were around before the cartoon but I keep on thinking that Chef would be in the cafeteria.  I wonder what would happen if I went into the cafeteria during lunch time and sing "Salty Chocolate Balls" to the children?<br />
<br />
Hey guys, have you ever been running and one of your balls get caught between your legs?  That hurts like hell!<br />
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Remember that toilet paper that they have at the schools and stores?  That stuff that super thin, near transparent, and has the texture of sandpaper?  They actually sell this shit at the store!  Who the hell buys this?<br />
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There's nothing wrong with having stuff toys as long as they're modified freaks with razer sharp claws.<br />
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The funniest thing I heard about one of my art pieces:   "I said tentacles, not testicles!" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" />  They still liked it, though.<br />
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After spending the last week playing The Movies on the PC, I learned I could be a great movie mogul if the art thing doesn't work.  I just need to keep the stars working when they're not in rehab.<br />
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When music is called "alternative" it's a good chance they're not very good.  Especially the Violent Femmes.  Shit throwing monkeys sound better than these guys.  <br />
<br />
Marijuana is overrated.  Legal medication, now that's the honey melon.<br />
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Just to let everybody know, there are no ghettos in central Wisconsin and northward to Canada.  We have people who get arrested for possessing pot, exploding meth labs, getting drunk, and fucking animals.<br />
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Now I'm getting tired.  Talk to y'all later <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bye.gif" width="25" height="16" alt=":bye:" title="Bye" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Seizures are fun!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 20:49:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had another seizure last Saturday and boy, are my arms tired! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" />  And I only had another month to go before I got my driver's license back.  Now it's gonna be another 3 months.  Stupid brain, work right...  <br />
This is really pissing me off. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissedoff.gif" width="40" height="20" alt=":pissedoff:" title="I am PISSED OFF!" />  I cant get a license or another job until I get the seizures under control and I've been trying to get them under control for little over a year.  When will this shit end?<br />
<br />
On a good note, I got 4 Undeadville comic strips drawn out with text.  All I have to do is ink 'em and scan 'em.  I'll send some copies around to some indipendant newspapers too, they're always looking for messed up comics to publish. ]]></description>
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                <title>I suck at bowling</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 20:32:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After bowling 3 games with my bowling team tonight, I realized I really need to improve.  My total from the three games we played was 166 pins.  That's pretty bad when you consider you can get a max score of 300 pins per game.  I did improve a bit but not enough to keep me from getting 10 gutter balls. <br />
 The good news is that I was able to roll a 12 pound ball with my right arm the whole time even though it hurt a bit.  Plus I got to have fun and leave the house at the same time.  <br />
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I'm gonna like being on The Shockers team.<br />
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P.S. Look up the definition of "The Shocker", trust me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>My brain's on hyper drive!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 01:33:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ At the time I'm typing this, I am still awake at 2 in the morning.  My brain has been running nonstop and I cant make it stop.  Stupid brain.  Why cant it work when I want it to work?  Anyhoo...<br />
Some of the things I cant stop thinking about are:<br />
<br />
1) If I get another gig doing comic strips for publications, I'm making sure to only take recommendations from people with a sense of humor.  It worked when I was on the high school newspaper, but I didn't do that when I did comics for the college newspaper last year.  I was taking recommendations and advice from an uptight editor who wouldnt know humor if it repeatedly raped him in the ass with a two foot black dildo that had a knife with with a serrated edge taped on the head.  <br />
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2) I saw the Optimus Prime design for the Transformers movie being made.  I dont mind the way the bots look, it's the fact that Michael Bay is directing the film.  Armageddon, Pearl Harbor, and Bad Boys 2 totally sucked ass.  Something tells me he's going to make everything in this film all over dramatic too.<br />
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3) I like going on chatrooms.  There is one thing about it that I dont like.  I dont mind the crazy people or the people who use ALL CAPS.  It's the non-admins that have nothing better to do than repeat the rules of the chatroom every five seconds to a room of people that dont give a shit.  Try telling one of these wannabe admins to lighten up and they give you one of these stupid ass answers.  "Don't say I didn't tell you get kicked out", "Do you want me to get the admin?", "You can follow the rules or you can get out"   <br />
I hope these ppl pull the twigs out of there ass before they takes root.<br />
<br />
4) I dont care that Steve Irwin died.  Everyone dies.  If he was one of my friends or family (or Jackie Chan), I would care.  I actually see an upside to him dying.  Now I have a new character in my Undeadville comic.  He can now go after the extinct species like the dodo bird or the T-Rex. <br />
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5) I just joined my buddy's bowling team and our first game is tomorrow.  I'm not sure how I'm going to do since my right arm is still fucked up.  The bone is healed, but I cant swing my arm much before it's writhing in pain.  I could use my left arm, but I'm going to need one hell of a handicap.  <br />
<br />
6) I consider photography as an art, but it's not as much an art as drawing, sculpting, or painting.  Sorry.<br />
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7) Get this. Someone told me my last Zebra Cookies comic strip was funny except I shouldn't make Father Fred a pedophile.  This makes no sense since the joke in the strip is that Fred was ignorant about the fact that he was a pedophile and he was judgmental about other people's perversions.<br />
<br />
And these are just some of the things that are on my mind that I could decipher from one another. ]]></description>
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                <title>Quasimoto Barbie</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 19:47:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My sister was at one of those Dollar Stores a couple days ago and picked up for me a cheap ass Barbie knock off doll.  I thought she was being an ass again when she handed it to me cuz I'm 26 and I still buy action figures and video games.  I was about to ignore her when she told me to look at the face. I laughed my ass off when I saw that the right eye was painted on lower than  where it should have been.  It was a freakish mistake on an otherwise normal fashion doll.  I'm keeping this doll mint in box and set it by the family computer where everybody can see it! <br />
This is better than when sis' got me that giant Ace Frehley doll with a base that played "Shock Me" & "Plaster Caster" for Christmas. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Another odd dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 16:18:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had this dream last night that I found the love of my life.  I only talked to her for five minutes, but it only took that long before we decided to get married.  She had a good looking face but that was all I could see.  All of a sudden we were at a classroom to have a Q&A session with former president Bill Clinton who was dressed up to look like the dad from Diff'rent Strokes.  Sitting behind my wife I realized I could see more than her face.  Her back was hairier than Wolverine's!  Her arms were covered in millions of little pussed filled bubbles that would pop and ooze onto the floor.  Her three breasts where normal (?) looking except for the nipples that stretched down and tied to her twelve pound cock ring.  Her butt had a little Gremlin poking out of it and her legs were six feet long with hooves.<br />
After seeing all of her I ran to the bathroom and puked gallons of peanut butter and poker chips.  Coming back to the classroom, I find my freakishly ugly ass wife having sex with Bill Clinton.  My wife looks at me and tells me come on over.  And I start to walk over and join...when I finally wake up.<br />
This dream was so bad that I woke up on the floor in the fetal position sweating and shaking.  That was fucked up even by my standards.  Still, Bill Clinton would probably have sex with something like that.... ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Where should I sell my work?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 14:29:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thanks to my seizures, it might be a while before I can go back to work.  I've been out of work for almost a year and it could be another 6 months before I could collect disability pay.<br />
The only option I have right now is to sell my current artwork and whore myself (art wise not sex wise hopefully) out to paying customers.  The only questions I have is where I should sell my work online?  Should it be on ebay or here on dA?  Or maybe both? I'm not sure.  And who actually buy my stuff if I post it for sale?  <br />
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Help me out here ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>What a dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2006 21:55:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had this weird ass dream last night.  I dreamt that I was Michaelangelo from the Ninja Turtles and I was arguing with Ranma Saotome about who is going to have sex with a female yeti who was ravishing even though she was covered in fur and had gigantic hands and feet.  I think I was about to win the argument and claim the hairy female as my own when from out of nowhere Ranma turns into his female self, rips open his/her shirt and starts blowing everything up with his/her machine gun, missle launching, rubber band launching, boobies.( <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> hehehe, boobies) The yeti exploded into chunks of fur and nacho cheese (it's a dream it doesnt need to make sense), ruining my chances of nailing that sexy hairball.  I wasn't mad about it but I was hungry so I closed my eyes.  When I opened my eyes, I was in a restaurant that serves fried ants with human heads on them.  I could actually tasted those fried ants when I bit into them (they tasted like fried fish with heavy cajun seasoning).  A second later, I was fighting giant spiders with my army of crickets and giant head lice while my midget/backpack person is sewing my eyes together with scalding hot needles. <br />
Odd, but I've had weirder ones, like that one where I was breast feeding a mosquito man with razor blade teeth. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Read this now or feel my wrath!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 22:06:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Umm.... What the hell was I going to put in this journal entry?  I forgot... but keep reading goddamit!  <br />
Strange day today.  I forgot why this day was so strange, but Im sure I'll remember in a minute.... nope, not yet.... uhhh... I can't remember what in the Sam Hill I was gonna write about!  Don't you hate when that happens?  You know, you wanted to write down something that was on your mind all day that was bugging the shit outta you and then once you are ready to write that thing down you all of a sudden forget what that thing was and you get pissed because you cant remember that thing even when you spend the rest of the day trying to remember that thing?  I hate that crap.... Nevermind, I'll come back later.<br />
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                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>I forgot I had those</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 23:53:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ While I was tiddying The Pit (the basement I dwell in), I found an old Atari Lynx I got on ebay.  I forgot I had one of those.  For all you kids out there that dont remember, the Atari Lynx was a color "portable" system released in the early 90s to compete with the 1st generation Nintendo Gameboy (the one with the black and white screen).  When I call the Lynx a portable, I use that word lightly.  The Lynx weighed as much as a brick and twice as long.  You could bash someone's head in with this thing and it would still be working without a dent in it. <br />
I powered it up and it still worked.  Hooray!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  I dug out some of the games and they worked too!  Double Hooray! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  I spent the next 3 hours playing Gauntlet and Dexter's Challenge. Mega Hooray! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />x50!  If I just find my Sega Saturn system and my copy of Guardian Heroes, then I would be set. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>A tip for critiques</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 18:01:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Here's a tip for when youre giving a critique of somebody's work.  They are pieces of art, not reality.  Remember this before you do something like argue about the deformity on a zombie being physically impossible.  It makes you more of a nitpicker than someone giving a constructive critique.<br />
Art is what it is, art.  It isn't meant to be realistic.  Art is the views and imagination the artist has displayed out for the world to see.  We dont care if it isnt physically possible, because most of us weren't going for that in the first place.  <br />
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I just had to get that out of my system.  Now back to your regularly scheduled program. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>A good weekend was had</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 18:31:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A rare thing happened this weekend, I enjoyed it. My friend Ryan was in town for the weekend and we spent most of the time being lazy.  We watched Mystery Science Theater 3000,  talked about videogames, computers, and somehow a 2 hour discussion about how hentai is too damn hilarious to be erotic.  We spent Saturday night playing  Champions of Norrath for the PS2 until 2am the next morning.  I know it doesnt sound like much, but hanging out with a friend and not having to worry about anything is the way to go! ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Fun at the fair</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 14:57:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went to the fair last night and I actually enjoyed it, even though the rides were lame and the games were a complete ripoff.  It was a change from my usual Wednesday night deeds.  I handed out half of my business cards, talked to some good looking ladies, and got to hear things coming out of the carnie folks mouths that would put a sailer to shame. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> I loved it.   <br />
  The only problem I had was the fried cheese curds. Imagine  the taste of a hunk of butter wrapped in 3 pounds of lard.  You couldnt taste the cheese at all and I can still taste the lard after chugging a gallon of Kool-Aid.  This is the first time I didnt finish an order of cheese curds. <br />
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later kiddos ]]></description>
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                <title>Dammit all to hell</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 16:58:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The arts and crafts show that I joined last Sunday was.... rained out.  Everything I needed was ready and packed in the truck the night before, all I had to do was get up at 8am, have breakfast, drive 6 blocks to the fuckin' farmers market at 9am and have everything set up by 10am.  It was so simple and yet it still got fucked like a prostitute on 90% Instant Discount Day.  <br />
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4am - Im waken by the sounds of thunder.  Hoping the storm      goes away by 8am, I go back to sleep.  <br />
8am - Wake up, storm is still here.  <br />
9:30am - Storm is still here. <br />
10am - Storm is still here.  Get a call from the coordinater and show is cancelled.  Storm was on and off the rest of day and I was pissed.<br />
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I still feel pissed off about the whole thing.  All those pieces sitting around collecting dust, the crapload of hours that went into all my work, the money used to buy the supplies.  How the hell am I going to get rid of all these business cards?<br />
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Goddamn Mother Nature.... ]]></description>
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                <title>I need to start oil painting</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jul 2006 21:50:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need to get back to oil painting.  I dug out some old paintings I did from school today and the 3 oils were better than any of the 20 something acrylics.  It just seems the oil paintings have more character to them.  The problems is that I need to get some oil paints and I havent oil painted in almost 10 years.  I hope I can make some $$$ at the arts and crafts show on Sunday. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>I Got Tagged...right...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 22:58:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That's what xxxWCR told me, so I'll go along with it.<br />
<a href="http://xxxwcr.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br />
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I guess Im supposed to answer the questions they had on their post?  Okay....<br />
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1. who was the last person you kissed?<br />
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That would be my sister.  Nothing incestuous, it was a kiss on the cheek to say thanks.  She was there when I had my last seizure and she took care of the situation.<br />
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2. what are you listening to right now?<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stereo.gif" width="61" height="23" alt=":stereo:" title="Jamming to mah stereo" /> "Blood Red Sandman" by Lordi <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stereo.gif" width="61" height="23" alt=":stereo:" title="Jamming to mah stereo" /><br />
Once this song is over, I'm not sure what's next.  I have Windows Media Player on shuffle and it has 20Gigs of music to choose from.  I could be Frank Sinatra, Aqua, Coltrane, DVDA, Michael Jackson, BeeGees, etc, etc<br />
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3. favorite day of the week?<br />
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Monday.  It's the only day I know that I wont be working.  I can sleep all day without anybody calling me to cover their shift.<br />
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4. describe yourself in one word or less<br />
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WOOOOOO!<br />
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5. what are you doing right now?<br />
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Watching Craig Ferguson.  Im gonna get on that show some day.  I guarantee it...<br />
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6. one thing you want to do before you die<br />
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Have my own art show in a well known museum.  I would kill to get into MOMA or the Gugenheim.  That's right I said kill<br />
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7. whats on your right side right now?<br />
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My old boots and a couple stacks of blank CDs.  Believe it or not, I already have all my porn backed up.<br />
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8. how bout the left side?<br />
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An unused monitor, some old family photo albums with embarassing baby photos of me.  1 PS2, 3 NES', 1 Dreamcast, and a Lexmark X1155.  <br />
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9. oddest thing that's happened to you in the past week?<br />
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There are so many odd things that happen to me every week, I cant say that one is the oddest of all of them.  Still,  my dad laughed his ass off when he saw "Baseketball" last Saturday.  <br />
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10. four most favoritest bands? why do you lerve them?<br />
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GWAR- I can listen to their music or watch there DVDs and get a good laugh out of both of them.  They have that sick sense of humor that I love oh so much.<br />
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Lordi- I've heard a lot of critics say that these guys are nothing but European rip offs of GWAR.  Good thing I dont listen to critics.  Most critics need to get a life of their own anyways.  Lordi is a good band, just try em out <br />
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KMFDM- They were the first technogroup I heard and I was hooked from that point on.  I have most of their albums and I get some of my best artistic ideas when I have them playing in the background.  <br />
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Jamiroquai- The band is so mellowing to listen to when Im having a stressed out day.  And they're good to dance to.  That's right, I dance to Jamiroquai and I've been doing it before Napoleon Dynamite.  Anybody that has a problem with that can kiss my multiracial ass!<br />
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Later,<br />
William Lee Twitch ]]></description>
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                <title>Im in a club!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jul 2006 18:41:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I joined Unseen Artist!  All that I can say about this occasion is<br />
Yippy-Feliz-Navidad-Jump-Jive-N-Wail-Show-Me-Yo-Booty- Hole-Ty-Yy-Yay for me!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br />
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Im sure anyone that's bored enough to read this won't care, but all I can saw is tough nipples to you!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br />
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I'll talk about something in the next jopurnal entry, I promise... maybe... maybe not...eh...<br />
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                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>I just felt like it</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 18:48:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WOO!<br />
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                <title>Im in an arts and crafts show</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2006 14:55:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ While checking my local community events paper (which happened to be the 1st time in 15 years that I actually read the community events paper), I read that there will be a Community Arts & Crafts Show on July 30th.  They left a number to call to get a table reserved for the show and it was a first come, first served basis.  I managed to get a table!  Holy-Freaking-Jack-Jumping-Flash-Crap-On-A-Crutch-Shit!   It's about time things started to go my way... ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Lordi Lordi Lordi</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 14:34:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A couple weeks ago, I heard of the rock band, Lordi.  All I knew was that they were a costumed group of individuals from Finland.  So I googled the word "Lordi" and I got 12,200,000 results back in .56 seconds. I love Google!<br />
I found their official website and checked out some of their videos. After watching "Would You Love A Monsterman", "Devil Is A Loser", and "Devil Red Sandman", I must say that I am hooked!  Now I have to find their albums...<br />
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Long Hail LORDI <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/headbang.gif" width="47" height="16" alt=":headbang:" title="Headbang!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Here's a tip</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2006 19:09:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If you put paint thinner into a spray bottle, make sure whatever was in the spray bottle before was thoroughly rinsed out.  The bottle I used still had some orange scented cleaner in  it when i added the paint thinner.  In 10 minutes, the contents turned into a thick gel that started to eat awat the plastic bottle. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>I Hate Chain Letters</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 May 2006 15:50:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stop sending chain letters!  Nobody wants them and very few people are stupid enough to fall for these ruses.  If anyone out there is stupid enough to believe these empty promises given by chain letters, go get a job as a telemarketer.  At least you'll be getting paid to annoy people that don't give a flying rat's ass. ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Rules To Live By #3</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 00:29:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ More Rules to Live By.<br />
1.  Why waste your money (and maybe your anal virginity) on the illegal drugs when you can get an even better high from legal pharmaceuticals?  Thanks to my pharmacist, I'm high as a kite!  <br />
2.  You're not technically a racist if your hate everyone.  You're an equal opportunity offender.<br />
3.  If you're gonna commit suicide, you better make it a suicide that people will remember.  Instead of jumping in front of a semi, how about getting pulled apart by 2 vehicles and having your corpse dragged across town. <br />
4.  To the guys 18 and older.  If she's aint 18 yet, KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS 'TIL SHE'S 18!  Getting laid isnt worth a prison term and having to register as a sex offender.  <br />
5.  Stop threatening me because you can't accept that Wrestling is fake.  How else do you explain Rey Mysterio being the WWE Champion? <br />
6.  Everything is good to eat when it's fried.  I'd eat my own arm if it was fried and served with mashed potatoes and green beans.<br />
7.  Just because that show has "that actor who's really hot", it doesn't make the show worth watching.<br />
8.  Kurt Cobain is dead.  Courtney Love blew his brains out back in 1994.  While we're talking about the dead, so is Tupac, B.I.G, Elvis, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, and Rick James, bitch! ]]></description>
                <author>*WilliamLeeTwitch</author>
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                <title>Rules To Live By #2</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Apr 2006 18:35:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rules To Live By #2<br />
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1. Ladies:  Assume every man you meet is an idiot!  You'll thank me later.<br />
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2. Those people that bitch and moan about you being non politically correct?  They find Arab impersonations hilarious.  Don't listen to those hipocrits when they bitch about your Retarded Rebel or Chinese restaurant owner impersonations.<br />
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3. Dont waste your money tricking out your car.  We'll run out of oil in 10 years tops and all you'll have is a fancy looking paperweight with spinner rims.<br />
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4. Speaking of wasting money, spinner rims are not cool.  You're not fooling anybody by putting $2000 spinner rims on your rusted out Chevy Corsica that you bought from Mom for $600. Get a life. <br />
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5. When you're old enough to vote, remember there are choices other than Democrat and Republic.  These guys always fuck things up.  Give the other parties a chance.<br />
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6. It's alright to make jokes about sex with children, animals, the dead, and car mufflers.  Just don't actually have sex with children, animals, the dead, and car mufflers.<br />
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Hope these rules help. ]]></description>
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