Fingajinga: June 2010

Friday, June 11, 2010

84 Cans of Tuna--the Sequel

We finally ate all the tuna.

Giant Chickens Returned to Proper Pens

I was out in Weirdo Land trying to catch giant chickens that were barfing up toxic gas bombs and return them to captivity. I'm currently working with George Lucas on a film about my adventures. So I haven't been posting much.

An unfourtunate block of text about this blog that should not be read

This is not something you want to read. It's a waste of your time. Ignore it. Like everything here, it should be dismissed with disgust. This blog was created because its creator had nothing else to do at the time, and decided to create this, a decision that would forever change the world--for the worse. Just go away and forget about it. Maybe it will disappear for some unknown reason. We can always hope. And whatever you do, don't, don't don't DON'T follow this blog. Now, here is something else to avoid: a word from the author about his demented life.

Fingajinga

Friday, June 11, 2010

84 Cans of Tuna--the Sequel

Giant Chickens Returned to Proper Pens

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An archive of past nonsense

On a scale of one to thirteen, how much do you like to drink pure lemon juice?

Which mealtimes do you think are better? (Described in "Thoughts on Breakfast")

Are you embarrassed that you wet the bed last night?

here you can look for something specifically stupid. and it's not powered by Google. So there.

An unfourtunate block of text about this blog that should not be read

A pitiful paragraph about how strange I am. Don't look at it.

My pal Mr. Olive

Another equally disturbing and abnormal blog, written by my IQ of 69 alter ego.