I am a rock in a stream.
Every now and then someone cool floats down the stream and needs to cling on for a bit.
And it's boss cos I get to hang out with them for a while.
But they always want to know where the stream is going, so they let go

I should really write more on here....

erm, hope we win tonight :)

there ya go :)

Beautiful Perfection

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4.Your favourite object:

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Comedy Genius

My friend I have found a new comic :)

although he is not new at all, and his albums are from 2002 and 2204 lol

DAVID CROSS

He played Tobias in Arrested Development. I was well impressed when I read that he ad-libbed most of his lines. When you hear the stream of innuendos, and let's be honest here, when you hear the stream of fresh innuendos every time, the guy has some talent.

Anyways, was pissing about in work, stumbled upon an article in Washington Post, before strangely, work internet police decided that the Washington Post website was potentially dodgy (is it a shit newspaper or something?), and I read that he had a comedy album. Not just a comedy album, but the best one ever in that writer's humble opinion. So I checked it out. And yep, it's up there with the best.

Here's his website, some good writings and observations on here. Unfortunately, I couldn't really find any decent clips on youtube or myspace tv, so you shall have to do some digging yourself. But it is worth it.

www.bobanddavid.com

Walk On

I don't know about you mate, but I'm sick of all these Liverpool 'fans' crying for Rafa's head.

Sure we're not playing brilliant at the minute, we have problems, but we're not miles off the top yet...

Talking with a Liverpool fan yesterday, it suddenly clicked - remember how we all felt at 8.30pm on May 25th 2005? Completely down, completely destroyed....

Now remember how we all felt around 10pm-10.15pm that night :)

This is Liverpool. This isn't Man U and their glory-hunting scumbag fans. This isn't Chelski and they're £20 note waving bellends. This isn't Everton and their trampy 'People's Club'.

This is Liverpool. Greatest Team in the World!

Keep the Faith, lar
:)

fidgeting four year olds

Just been to see Rataouille - is that how you spell it? - good film.

The kids are off school this week and since I'm finally earning a (poor) wage I figured I'd take my nieces as a treat. Plus of course I really really really wanted to see it lol

I had this lovely romantic idea of the kids first time in the cinema. You know, it is supposed to be a place of magic afterall. A large strange place, lights, colours, noises, and smells hitting you as you walk in - games machines to your left, food stalls to your right, giant posters dangling from the ceiling.

You get your popcorn, and it's not the shitty stuff you get in a bag, it's proper movie popcorn, get your drink, and then go into the dark room with a screen bigger than anything you've ever seen. It's dark every where but the screen; the sounds come from nowhere, everywhere; and up on the screen, bigger than life, the magic unfurls....



Of course, there are a few things I forgot.
My nieces can't sit still for more than five minutes. (6 and 4 yr olds)
Not only are 'my' kids off school, every kid is off school!
Kids are annoying.

The place was packed. I think I got the last tickets in fact (many baulked at the extra pound for the 'premium' seats, the meffs). But c'mon, loads of kids feeling the magic for the first time, it's gonna be sweet....

Nope.

Loads of kids high as a kite on coke, M&M's, caramel popcorn, ice cream, jellies, chews, and all the other assorted over-priced junk we all love shovelling down our fat gobs when we go the cinema.

It started off all so well - there is a short at the beginning - Lifted - very funny, all the kids laughing, enjoying themselves. Then the film starts, and all of a sudden the ADD kicks in - my youngest neice thought the film was over already - and for the rest of the film - fidgeting four year olds.

Christ it was a nightmare - one would start crying, then another, all over the place. One kid was proper crying - not a whinge - full on tears, pained crying that only kids would, could, and bloody always do. Now, you would expect a normal parent to take the child outside, calm them down and bring them back. Not this fucker. Poor kid was crying for at least five minutes. I was so tempted to scream "take that fucking cunt out will ya!!!", but I think I would have lost the consensus of the room. Nope, suffered in fucking silence like always. Seriously, what is wrong with some people?

Anyways, it was not the magical experience I had hoped for, although the experience was better recieved by the six year old. The four year old, the one sat next to me, well, she fidgeted, she coughed, she squirmed, she kicked the seat in front, she yawned, she stole from my drink when I wasn't looking - she ain't going again.

Wolves, Tunes, and other stuff that I may think of as I go

Someone at the back of our's has trapped the Wolfman, chained him up, recreated the power of the Moon, and have kept the poor soul in stasis between transformation, on the cusp of mankind and supernatural animal....

At least it sounds like that.

There is a dog that just howls all day. Only 'howl' is probably not the correct word here. Howl suggests a roar against the moon. A romantic sound. This is pain. This is from the gut. This is from the depths of darkness.

Hell, I don't even know if it is a dog. Hell, it could be a wolf. It could be a bear. I have never heard a bear roar in the flesh, so for all i know it could be.

There are trees in the way, so I can't see into any of the gardens. Hmmm, maybe I should call the RSPCA?

It's not a nice sound. The dog is either in pain, or terribly depressed.

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Don't you love it when you find an awesome new song?

The radio come on this morning and there was a great tune at the start of Jo Wiley's show (yep, I'm lazy and I set my alarm for ten am lol- well, actually, it's set for 9am, but I am a big fan of the snooze button.

Any ways, the song was Heavyweight Champion by Reverend and the Makers. It's on my myspace profile, so go have a listen.

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Good Luck to Everton in that most ridiculous of competitions - the UEFA Cup. Honestly, can someone please explain how that group works? Sky Sports said you don't play each other twice(?) - bizarre.

UEFA have ruined that competition. Hell, Sky Sports, desperate for news, don't even broadcast the draw - it's relegated to the yellow breaking news bar.

It should be a straight knockout, as should the Champions Lge.

Glad this international break is here. Liverpool have been awful since the last one, so hopefully this will break the hoo-doo and allow Rafa to have a good hard think about where we are and where we need to be.
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Right, that's it.

This & That

I mainly blog on myspace now.

the link should be on the left of this page, but you can also get to it here.

Feel free to add me. If you're cool, I may just accept ;)

Assessments

Assessments

Just got back from another Assessment Centre - this one for a job in the city centre.
Really tired now. I think it went well. I have suddenly developed confidence from somewhere, so I hope it's not misplaced.

I have decided not to go into too much detail anymore - slightly paranoid that potential employers will be reading this. Especially as this is the first thing that usually pops up when you google my handsome name.

Anyways,
so for once I feel like I have actually earned a weekend ha ha

Last weekend was spent cramming for the interview on Monday.
Monday - the interview.
Tuesday - crashed and then went for another job.
Wednesday - ok I chilled on that day. - Watched England, was pleasantly surprised.
Thursday - panic & fear as I had one day to prep for today's assessment.
Friday - 8am-1pm Assessment Centre (getting up at 6am folks - not done that in a LONG time)

So, with the added annoyance of the trains playing funny buggers - running half hour, replacement buses on certain stops - it took me so long getting home that I had to go sign-on in my suit. Yeesh! made me look like a right suck. ha ha.

So having earned this weekend, let's examine my options.
Money - zilch
Football - yay! Liverpool are on. But it's Saturday morning so over before I know it.
Friends - all playing out with money
Guess I'll be spending this weekend chilling and bopping punks on Warriors PS2 game (it is awesome!)

Although right now, I think I might just sleep.....

Bored so I'm gonna do one of those lists and then try and add the video of the song that comes on instead of just naming it. I'm working with youtube here, so there may be some naff 'fan' vids just so that i can get a vid oh and if there is no video I'm gonna skip to next track.

For those who don't know how it works…

1. Open your music library
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool... and a lot of the songs fit with the setting

Opening Credits:
Put It In Your Mouth - Akinyele

(just a bloody picture with song playing over it )

Waking Up:
Too Drink To Fuck - Nouvelle Vague


First Day At School:
I'll Fly Away - Kanye West
(ha ha and the vid fits perfectly)


Falling In Love:
Riot Van - Arctic Monkeys


Fight Song:
International Jet Set - The Specials


Breaking Up:
Love Song - The Cure


Prom:
She Moves In Her Own Way - The Kooks


Life:
A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash


Mental Breakdown:
Mama I'm Coming Home - Ozzy


Driving:
Fool To Cry - The Rolling Stones

(video kinda ruins it but ah prison break is alright - love this song though)

Flashback:
You Will You Wont - The Zutons


Getting back together:
Paper Scratcher - Blind Melon


Wedding:
Like A Song - U2


Birth of Child:
Crush - Anthrax

(some ice hockey dude)

Final Battle:
Ike & Tina - Jamie T


Death Scene:
Apache - Suger Hill Gang

(ha ha)

End Credits:
Hell Ain't A Bad Place to Be - AC/DC

Walking through the shops before, dodging the plebs, I kept catching snippets of conversations.

I heard

"eeee, what are you doing going with him for? Have you lost your mind?"

really nasal, really negative.

I turned around and some ugly little cretin was deriding her mate for what I can only guess was her choice of sperm & kebab donor.

It made me laugh - why do people want to piss on other people's happiness? That poor woman could have found her dream man, or at least the type of (and only) man she could get.

I wonder how she felt having her ugly (probably single) mate chastise her for getting a bit of happiness.

Of course I could have gotten it all wrong. The woman could have been drunk, parted her lips like the red sea, and (well I was gonna write swallowed the Pharoah and his army but I'm not sure if that works as a euphemism for sperm lol)

Then I saw a lovely lass who I used to work with, took a few seconds for us to realise who the other was, said our greetings and then realised we were already moving on, too late for us to stop and have that awkward friendly chat.....

(also posted on my myspace blog)

After messing me about for three weeks, the agency has just rang to inform me about the training position I went for, was offered, and then nothing.

Apparently they have "strict" targets for their spelling. I completed an (piss) easy test for them, no typing, just writing. The only word I struggled with, and even (albeit foolishly in retrospect) admitted to, is the word

necesa
(er)
nesecarr
(no that's not it)
neseca
(no you just made the same mistake twice)
necesarry
(well, ok that looks fine)

hand on my heart I know it's the only word I spelt wrong.

So, a guy with 5yrs of working for the biggest call centres (well, one of em is anyway) in Liverpool, with almost double that time in experience (they make you work hard lol), and who is willing to take a MASSIVE paycut, doesn't make the grade cos he can't spell fucking necesary!

Aye Carumba!

Well, despite my concerns, i was one of the lucky 50% (ha ha) who made it through to the next round.

So on Friday, I have an 'open day' assessment with the company - 12.30pm to 8.30-9pm.

There is an assessment at the end of it - yikes lol

I haven't done a full days work in 2007 (I was on garden leave till my notice expired).

It's gonna be a long tiring day, but it should be fun, and I like the purpose of it - not only are they judging me, but I get to see how they operate and if it truly is what I wanna do.

I just hope that the 'assessment' isn't the third stage of the process - after a full day I'll be knackered.

Went for an interview before. I even prepped for it. All last night. Which is a big deal for me. I normally just sit there, thinking "I need to prep" but avoiding it like the plague.

Anyways, so fully prepped and even a little confident I went to the place. Only it wasn't an interview. More a meet n greet. Testing the waters.

If successful I move on to the next stage, an open day where I see how the business is and they get to see how I operate/perform over the day, rather than trying to blag an interview for 30mins.

Apparently 50% of the applicants will move on to this stage. If I am unsuccessful... well, may as well retire now at 30.

That other job, trainer, still hasn't got back to me. They offered the job, I accepted, and then nothing. Occasional call from agency, "we're still waiting to hear, thanks for being patient" etc.

Bit of a pain really.

Since I have been out of work I have been limiting myself to certain areas of work – mainly Liverpool City Centre. As I don’t drive, this is the most logical and easiest place to travel to – it’s just a train ride away. Plus it has other benefits, such as various drinking and eating establishments for after hours play. Concentrating on area alone, during this time, I have never once sat down and thought long and hard about what exactly it is that I want to.

What is my ‘plan’?

What are my career goals?

In truth, I have absolutely no idea.

I fell into the call centre industry by accident. I was on the dole, the writing and the film-making was going nowhere and I was thrown on to a ‘course’. Sit in a room for two weeks whilst someone less intelligent, and possibly marginally only slightly more motivated than you, tries to convince you that working for beneath minimum wage is exciting and rewarding. It was on this course that I was ‘made’ to go for an interview at Vertex. Made is the correct term here. One look in the paper, and the woman was on the phone arranging an interview for that very day. Several hours later, after a swift wash, change, and pointless exercise with headphones (the test was on New York and you had to listen for answers - I knew the answers already, I could have been deaf for all they knew), I was employed as a Customer Service Advisor.

For the first several weeks I wouldn’t speak to anyone ha ha. I despised that place with all my heart. I would try and console myself with the fact that with the money I was now earning, I could increase the budget for the next film me and my partners would make. This consoling couldn’t mask the fact that creatively, after the second week in there, I was dead. But, my team manager saw something in me, took the risk, and soon I was a Team Coach on my way to being a Team Manager.

This being my first proper job (lazy student for many blissful years), I was intrigued by the notion. I always aim low. Take the easy route out. Here, with no discernable career paths, choices, or clues, I was being presented with a possible (albeit awful and worthless) career. And I took it.

In truth, I talk about it being awful and worthless, but there has been some good times over the past five years. I played a major part in developing others and aiding them step up the career ladder. It may not have been my career choice, but who’s to say it wasn’t there’s. I also met and made a lot of pretty brilliant mates over the course of this time. But it has always been nothing more than a job to me. It has never truly grabbed me.

And yet, it is all I know. Sure I have developed and nurtured several transposable skills and abilities, but I cannot recognise them. I know how to be a team manager in a call centre. So I look for those type of jobs. In Liverpool city centre. Hence why I haven’t worked a single day of 2007. There are no team manager jobs in Liverpool City Centre – they are all in places like Speke, Warrington, Runcorn – miles away. Guess I should have learned to drive.

But this week I sat down and I thought about my career path and my goals and what exactly it is that I want to do with myself. I am 30 now. The time is running out. I have one more, two if I’m lucky, major career change left. I wasted my twenties chasing dreams and then getting bogged down listening to whining customers, and then whining agents.

So I did an online career aptitude test. On http://www.livecareer.com/home.asp

I decided that if I didn’t have a clue, then maybe something like this would help me. Some of the results surprised me.

It splits the test into four key areas – Interests, Values, Personality and Knowledge Skills and Abilities.

The top three industries that apparently suit me are:

1/ 99% Writing - Enjoys either creative or technical writing. Likely to have broad interests.

2/ 96% Teaching/Social Services - Enjoys instructing people in learning new things, helping people solve problems, and assisting others.

3/ 74% Personal Services - Likes interacting with others and providing the public with services involving personal contact.

My main work style is
Persuasive - Enjoys work which involves influencing, advising, counseling, guiding, motivating, or directing the activities of others.
closely followed by,
Systematic - Prefers jobs that involve routine but challenging assignments in which order and persistent, steady effort are required. Likes job security to be established, and dislikes frequent changes in schedule and situations requiring quick decisions.

Ok so some information to take stock of there. I’ve been writing since, well I can remember. Although, I lack the discipline to sit there and write for prolonged periods of time. In fact, my word play has now been reduced to blogs like this and daft comments/emails.

The teaching/social services surprised me. I had considered teaching a long time ago in college. But the course cost money and I failed my first and only test at that career choice. I decided the money was best spent elsewhere and put to bed the idea of teaching. Social Services I have never given a second thought to. But then I look back on this blog, and the main joy that I picked out from being a team manager was the development of others. So it does start to make sense. Despite my protestations that I’m useless in social situations, I do have a knack with people (ha ha mainly the attractive female ones, but hey, they people too)

Funnily enough, one of the lowest placed interests was Sales. These are the only jobs I am ever offered. I loathe sales. I am not cut out for it. I'm too nice.

I have shed a little light on the possibilities open to me, but it still is only a little light. I think I was hoping I would fill out the questionnaire, it would jumble it’s answers (some sound effects would have been nice), and then it would have named the job I should be doing. I was so sure of this, I sat there, fingers crossed pleading that the answer would not be Team Manager.

So now, at the end, what conclusions do I have? Well, not many. I am still unsure of what career is out there for me. But now, I know roughly the areas I could be looking into.

Which is a good thing.

On this day, 21st July 1969, Neil Armstrong walked on the moon.

I was watching Peggy Sue Got Married and she said it was the 20th (guess it's a time difference thing). I thought wow, biggest date in mankind's history and I didn't even know.

So either that was a nice coincidence, or there's a very canny planning producer at Channel Five lol

1. What is more difficult for you, looking into someone’s eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel?

Both, I hate eye contact. But probably the latter, someone opening up and being honest is really hard to do, and I'd be scared in case I not nervous and laughed right in there face,

2. Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. Why were you angry?

I am a bitter gentleman by nature, so even the slightest things can make me angry - I suppose it's whenever I'm stupid enough to kick something when I have no shoes on. Stubbing your toe is a painful horrible experience. Much profanity follows.

5. You can have one of the following two things: trust/love. Which do you choose?

Love - trust is overrated and always lets you down. No one writes poems and songs about trust.

6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you save it?

Which canal is it? what kind of dog? why would the dog be in the canal? Is my work next to a canal? Am I walking my usual route? Ooh, feels like Bladerunner this bit.

7. You are unfaithful to your spouse/significant other. Do you tell him/her?

Fuck no. I just live with the guilt till it builds up and kills me. Nah, I hope I would never cheat, if I did I'd be a scumbag and deserve everything I got.

8. Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give one year of your life. Do you do it?

It depends what hour I would be giving them. If it was just an extra hour to live then fuck no, he went out in terrible pain, why prolong that? If it was his happiest memory and he could go back to that, yes, in a heartbeat. Of course if I did that and then no one did it to my upon my death, the afterlife would have one bitter whining Neil Soul to contend with.

9. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?

nah, I'm a prick. Too much hard work

10. Does love = sex?

sex is an awesome bonus of love. but thankfully, they are not mutually exclusive

11. Your boss tells your co-worker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your co-worker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company?

Fuck no. It's like Christmas time when all the cretins come out wanting time off because they have kids. I don't, doesn't mean I want to fucking work your shift . I love Christmas.
There's no I in team, but there's a Me, and I like me.

12. When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you feel?

years ago and it backfired. so won't be doing that again lol

13. What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?

both are hard for different reasons. It all boils down to laughter, telling someone you love them is a good thing so a little joyous laugh would be welcome, however....

14. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why ?

my complete lack of motivation. I know its holding me back, but in a cunning twist, it's the very lack of motivation that prevents me doing anything to change. It's a conundrum I have to live with I'm afraid

15. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them?

They are not words easily said, no matter how much you may want to.

17. If you had to go back in time and change one thing, if you HAD to, even if you have "no regrets" what would you change?

Well I wouldn't have left the scene after that boy died.... oh wait oops. Lol just kidding. erm, Jenni with an I.

18. Imagine. It is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. WHO do you wish was there with you?

The BFG rather than his uglier vicious companions. Now, I know I'm not a child and therefore off the menu. However, if one were not to picky, they could rip my limbs off, thus creating child-size snacks. Oh yeah I want the BFG with his magic blowpipe full of dreams...

19. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying?

No. he's homeless. His life is shite. why prolong it?

20. You are holding onto your grandmother's hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other which one would it be?

ha ha both. The grandmother, well she had a good innings. The baby, it could be the next Hitler, can we afford to take the chance? Plus I'm weak and no doubt holding both would result in my sliding ever closer to the edge. Whilst pondering not only the result but actually how I did come to find myself in this particular predicament, I could lose focus and fall with them.

21. Are you old fashioned?

Yes and No

22. Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a heart break or have never loved before?

true love every time. You can listen to great tunes when you're at the height of love, sing to the rooftops etc, and when the bitch breaks your heart, there are a million songs to cry to.

23. If you could do anything OR wish anything, what would it be?

I would wish for a typewriter that bypassed the hands and just accepted my writing from my brain.... think there was one in a Stephen King book. That one was probably evil. Not for me, I want a good one.

Utter tosh

Ok,

Number One -
15years ago - was the internet around then? maybe so, what about chatrooms? All's i remember is crazy posh kids talking electronic mail on Newsround years ago and I didnt have a fucking clue what they were on about....

Number Two -
what the fuck is a 'Successful Kid'? Ok so he's born two years later, that makes him 13. What type of success can a 13 year old have. Maybe he gets more pocket money, perhaps he blagged a nifty easy paper round.

Number Three -
if it's dark and your scared why bother carving your name into the floor, stopping to see what time it is, and then as an after thought, "Oh, best write my sister's name too"?

Number Four -
Fuck Number Three!!!! If your sister is in bed covered in blood why stay in the fucking room. RUN!!!!!!!!!!

Number Five -
If it's the kids little sister's room, why is big sister staying in there?

Number Six -
You have found your two little girls skinned and hung in a closet. So, you have two years of therapy, resulting in the choice to have another child. You then think, "I know, we'll stay in the same house with all these memories, and you know what, we'll keep the closet, that way, whenever we need to think of our little girls, we'll just have a look inside....."

Number Seven -
If the parents have been skinned too, how the fuck are they gonna come and get you for not reposting this? Also, what kind of PC/program are they running to track all of this? Did they purchase it or download it illegally? And what are they gonna do if you don't have a closet?

I'm all for scary stories, but c'mon, this is just fucking lazy.

Although,
Number Eight -
I'm a shitbag, so I'm still reposting ;)

Read on to see what this crap was all about


don't stop reading you will regret it!
girl meets a boy on a messenger


crazy1 86: hey baby!!!


h0tNsPiCy91: who is this???


crazy1 86: ur secret admirer!!!!!
Publish Post

h0tNsPiCy91: oh really.... quit lyin! who is this???


crazy1 86: i loved u the first time a stared in your eyes...


crazy1 86: i think about u everyday... you are my dream come true.


crazy1 86: we met once! i dont think u remember tho.


crazy1 86: i cut myself because the pain takes away my feelings of u.


crazy1 86: u will see me sometime tonight....


h0tNsPiCy91: ..WHO IS THIS!?!?!?


crazy1 86:dont worry.... ill take very good care of you...


crazy1 86 had signed off.

The girl was so scared she locked all her doors and windows. She made sure her room was secured. She wasn't sure if it was a joke or for real. She didn't know when he was going to come. The girl was so frightened she decided to sleep with her little sister. The girl dozed off quickly.

Then she heard a knock on the window. The girl slowly walked to the window. It started knocking louder. The girl looked through the windows and saw nothing... just some of the tree branches. The girl went back to bed with her sister. The bed was wet and had a pretty horrid smell. Maybe her sister wet the bed... the girl checked and found blood everywhere. The girl panicked. She didn't know what to do. She ran and hid in the closet in case the killer was there for her. While looking through the cracks of the closet the girl saw a shadow. It was dark, so she couldn't figure out who it was. She started to get more frightened. The shadow crept closer to the closet. The girl closed her eyes as if it was a dream. Then suddenly he opened the closet door and pulled her out.

Her parents found her dead the next morning. She was completely skinned and hanging in her sister's closet. The younger sister was also found skinned and dead.

PART 2...

Two years after the Smith sisters deaths, the parents had a baby boy. The girl's room became a guest room and the little sister's room where the murder took place became the baby's room. The baby grew up to be a successful kid.

One night he was on the computer and received an instant message.


h0tNsPiCy91: Hey lil bro!!!


2seXay4u: Who the eff is this?


h0tNsPiCy91: It's your big sis.


2seXay4u: I never had a sister. I'm an only child.


2seXay4u: This is some kinda joke, huh?


h0tNsPiCy91: Mom and dad never told you?


h0tNsPiCy91: I died 15 years ago with your other older sister.


h0tNsPiCy91: We were murdered in your room which was once my little sister's room. She was killed in bed when I was sleeping. I was killed in the closet and skinned to death.


2seXay4u: Quit lying. I never had a sister. If I did my parents would have told me. Whatever. Your stupid.


h0tNsPiCy91: You don't believe me? Well if you wanna look in your closet floor.


h0tNsPiCy91: I carved my name and the time and date I was being murdered. Then I carved my little sister's name.


h0tNsPiCy91: If you don't believe me little brother check the internet. Google on ''Smith sisters murdered anonymously''.


h0tNsPiCy91: I gtg little brother. I love you and mom and dad soo much. I can't believe they kept us a secret from you.




The boy checked the closet. He saw the carvings. Was it true? He surfed the internet and information was there about the anonymous murder in the house. The next morning the boy went downstairs. It was so quiet. Maybe his parents were sleeping. Hours later the boy found his parents in their closet skinned and hanged. Then he found more carvings on the ground. They said ''I TOLD YOU I WASN'T LYING LITTLE BROTHER, I LOVED MOM AND DAD.... BUT THEY KEPT ME A SECRET. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. WELL I'M FREE FROM THIS COLD WORLD, I WON'T HURT YOU LIKE I HURT THEM. I LOVE YOU!"

- LISA SMITH

This is a death chain letter. If you don't repost this in the next hour, the parents will kill you at night. They will kill you!

DON'T BELIEVE ME? LOOK IT UP IN GOOGLE!i did, that was freaky, this came up
"Smith sister's murdered in house, two carving found in floor..."
DON'T BELIVE ME?

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Quick Question

How come competitions for things such as blu-ray players plus films always offer the films as a consolation prize?

If you're trying to win a blu-ray player, it's pretty much a high probabilty that you don't have a blu-ray player to begin with....so what's the point in winning a blu-ray film if you don't have the player to use it on?