No emo bullshit here. This is created for my rhetoric class, which is good because it gives me incentive to back my shit up after talking all kinds of trash about teenage asian girls' xangas. This will most likely not be any better. Probably worse.

Monday, September 04, 2006

R.I.P.



Time to pour out a little liquor for The Crocodile Hunter. It's pretty fucked up that he's dead, but at least he went out in style.

Here's to you, Steve Irwin, for slapping poisonous snakes in the face for the education and entertainment of the masses. You will be missed.

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