Jack : i want to type in uppercase

-___________- boo~

Jack : get the fuck off me

sir,

the library is closing now, you need to leave.

wait... are you typing what I just said? Sir, I know you can hear me, you're typing what I just said.

librarian

NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME LEAVE!!! I HAVE RIGHTS!!! THIS IS A FREE COUNTRY! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME I'LL LEAVE WHEN I'M DAMN WELL READY YOU CAN ALL GO SUCK MY COCK! YES I SAID IT YOU GUYS MADE ME SAY THAT NOW IF YOU LET ME FINISH BLOGGING I'LL LEAVE AND STOP YELLING ABOUT MY COCK

andrew : Resurrection

hey guys its andrew here. seems rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated. for the last 3 months i have been imprisoned in a shipping container with prostiutes. someone who shall remain nameless told me i should go down to the wharf and check out his shipment, looks like i was accidently locked in. anyway, to cut a long story short, i got a free trip to north korea and i learnt that while prostitutes are all fun and games in the short term, they will turn on each other if they get hungry enough.

on my arrival back in the country i found someone had sent me an email

dear andrew of liartown,

where are you? we are assuming that your dead. either that or you've run off with the prostitutes and in that case we will hunt you down and kill you, so your as good as dead. either way we will announce your death on the blog.

lachlan of liartown

ok lol,

call off your bounty hunters. it was an accident and i think i've been punished enough. keeping a container full of women entertained for 2 months and then only having 1 month to come up with a way to cook raw meat using only a straw, a pair of pants with no zipper and disposable camera took its toll on me.

now that i've figured out how to post i'll probably forget to do it. and i'm too tired from evading bounty hunters to fugure out how to format this properly, you can yell at me later.

andrew of liartown.