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Thursday, 3 June 2004
Hey
Hey,
You may remember me as Earl, if not, then get the hell out of here.
I would like to talk about some of the Teachers i had as a freashmen today, and if you dont like it then you better leave right the hell now, or theres going to be hell to pay.
Well, if any of you teens out thurr in the world ever have a chance to go to Harper Creek High School... uhh.... DONT. Unless you like teachers with the name of Kenneth Shaweayrhejghgggsfaggothoe, then dont go. Not only that, but Hop-in-fat-ass and
and a Chippawa Falls Indian Gym teacher. I feel bad that the Auto care fuck lost his job, he deserved it after the way he treated my ass. And to all of whom it may concern, he pisses me off. Everyday was like clock work... I walk in, everyone starts yellin and fuckin around. I sit and talk with my bro Bodacious. "Hey, Lets take Roll. ZEEEROOOO! 1, 2... 11, 13, FUCKING 15 you cock!... 17, 19... and so on." Well, then while theres a black dude behind me rollin a joint in class, theres also a fight with a fag named Chris on the other side of the class. Swaggs just bobbles his damn head around like a floppy donkey dick, and focuses his attention on me. I put my head down as i wait to go into *MODULE SHOP* (what the hell is that suppose to mean??!?!?!!)
He yells to the Assistant Teacher... AKA his Bitch, "MARK HARRY PERRY DOWN FOR TALKING." I raise my head like a Samuri Warrior... WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY I WAS DOING YOU ENOURMOUS EGNORAMOUS!?
He says, "You were talking sir." NO I WASNT, i just put my head down for a second, FOR GODS SAKE, you got a faggot fighting on the other side of the "Module Shop" and A black dude rollin a joint behind me, and You are going to Tell MEE that i was talking? Yes sir, you know what fuck you! Dick head... You know, i read in a magazine, that people who are sarcastic 100% of their lives are usually liars, and People who accuse people of talking during basic auto care class are racist against people with rhyming names, and by the matching i have done with the ANSWERS IN THE MAGAZINE, AND THIS TEACHER HIMSELF, HES FUCKED! If this PRICK knows everything, than damnit, WHAT KIND OF RHYME SCHEME IS MY NAME! Well, he'd better be happy, becuase some day, IM GOING TO BE FORECASTING THE WEATHER FOR HIS AREA!... Thank you....
This has been a story of Earl, join him next time for "the talk"
Posted by ignorant-ass
at 8:54 PM EDT
Wednesday, 2 June 2004
Hey
Hey, you may know me as Ignorant-ass, or Earl. I like to run, jump, prance all across the great United States.
I am Here today to tell you youngsters a little bit about the United States...
First of all, I'd like to begin by saying, don't piss me off. Moving on, Today, President Bush was on the Televison, on Channel 25, at 2:13:33 PM EDT. I Noticed that he forgot to comb his hair, or maybe hes just been living in a shit hole for the past couple of days! Not ONLY did that PISS me off, but then hearing him say, Our Counrties army is strong, and here to protect us... Well, thats a bunch of bull shit. Our Army is over in Iraq, selling Girl Scout cookies you fuck! While im on the subject of cookies, id like to add that for the past 90 days i have been in a Life Skills class. And our teacher isnt the coolest of them all. She tells many people... "DONT EAT THE COOKIES AND COKE... DONT YOU FUCKING EAT IT" You see, she hasnt been right in the head since she was a little prick, and well, she still isnt now. But, day after day of hearing her say DONT EAT THE COOKIE, her friend HOP-IN-FAT-ASS Showed up to class, and believe it or not, her name explains it all. She is possibly the fattest woman on record, not to mention... SHE HAS FAT WHERE FAT AINT SUPPOSE TO BE!!!! Anyway, she is fat. and you know what, im sick of talking so go home you PAPEN-DICK////\\\\\ TOMORROW I WILL BEGIN A FREAKIN EARL STYLE WEATHER FORECAST
Posted by ignorant-ass
at 4:44 PM EDT
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