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whatever i want it to be
this post is going to be whatever i want it to be. it's my blog, and i'll cry if i want to. or something. anyways, it's 7pm on Tuesday night, and i'm here in HAL 123 sitting through a make-up Old Testament class because last week Bibza had some severe backpain and left before our class. since he's one of the profs that believes in teaching, we're having a make up class.

i love the <blockquote>tag. i plan on using it many times in this post. such as this except from OT tonight:

Bibza: Now, about the prophet Gad... researchers think that his first name was Ernest, therefore his friends called him E.Gad... Egad?
Bibza (to Jason): Did you like that one?
Jason: oh yeah.
Bibza: every bad joke is devoted to Jason.

from the final Eh Team hall dinner last year::

good punk songs names which were written on a napkin during dinner at Sun Gin's

A Ballad (to the tune of Do Not Destroy)
A Misappropriation of Words
Mass Production Cheapness

mmm...i had two <blockquote> tags on that one. hope that works out well...hmm.. okay, next: Sugar Hill Gang, Rapper's Delight (1979)::

I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie
to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop
the rock it to the bang bang boogie
say up jumped the boogie
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

umm..there was one other thing that i wanted to include when i started this post, but ah well.

ooo, here's one::

Bolen (to Tony): how come you attempt to kill me every time i come into your presence?

well. i'm dumb. and by dumb, i mean speechless.