Hey, jerks

Well as usual last night I got drunk and got a bunch of shit done! I am usually very efficient when it comes to getting shit done, even when am an inebriated. I am proud to say that despite my altered state, I was able to make stuff happen....see?:

The second check mark, of course, is written in my own feces. I don't like to brag, but when I get a litttle soused and break out the quill and inkwell, I consider myself the Thomas Jefferson of poop. So yah basically I tried to convince Josh over the internet that the war in Iraq was a bad idea and I'm happy to report...I did! By the end of our little "convo," Josh positively detested American military policy and had become a rabid anarchist.
The second item on my rockin' and rollin' list was completed as I posted a couple of sassy comments in the "weblog" of one Mr. Dmitri Von Klein. The best of my two comments, of course, was this one, posted as "Spiderman":
If I had my way, you’d all be shot up with spidey-webs.
Ha! That's rich. Ironically as I read through the inspired musings of this wacky ramblin' man, I learned Dmitri looks down on people who buy and possibly consume beer. This, of course, was ironic because as I was reading this I had dranked approximetly 10 beers, and hence, was drunk. After reading Dmitri's thoughts on the subject of booze, I quickly flew into a beligerant rage and grabbed my computer monitor (which is actually quite heavy) and threw it against a nearby wall. I proceded to do the same with several paperback books. This is the last I thing I remember before waking up in a pool of my own snot and vomit and piss. Quite a night, I'll tell ya what!
Well guys, I've gotta go, but I hope you all enjoy this pic I drew of "Formal Spiderman," okay?