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I Love You.

ahemm...
to start off with your super amazing
comment from the awesomest girl ever..

yeaa that should make you feel pretty damn special.

Anywho today we had a pretty awesome day with danielle.
At the beach it was good times, started of being pretty
entertaining with her intensce energy. okay yes
i know i need to learn how to spell but its the thought
that counts. basically you were whinning the whole
time and then towards the end..
I dont like girly girls

what the fuck do you think i am a man ?
and we werent the one getting scared to get down and dirty
ahahaha and remeber u rescured that starfish
by chasing that seagul away and then picking
the slimy piece of meat up and putting it right side uupp.
way to go herooo of the day
yesturday was pretty intence too...
all from me not moving my fat ass off my couch
cause i was too scared and then me not moving my fat ass off steves couch.. well basically cause we didnt have to
Soooo all in all id say that we had a pretty good weekend ehh?
annnddd dont forget that...




 

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Devon Taylor
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I'm 16, I love to snowboard. Can't wait till I get N.
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Song of the Month

Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see
Every single day what you say makes no sense to me
Even though I try I can't get my head around you

Somewhere in the night there's a light in front of me
Heaven up above with a shove, I beg it's me
Even though I try I fall in the river of you
You've managed to bring me down too

All you're faking (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)
Shows you're aching (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)

Every single day what you say makes no sense to me
Lettin' you inside, isn't right, don't mess with me
I never really know what's really going on inside you
I can't get my head around you

All you're feeling (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)
Shows you're breathing (Get Up, Get Up, Get Up)

Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see
Covering it up like a cut with the likes of me
You know I've really tried, I can't do anymore about you

The cut's getting deeper (Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh)
The hill's getting steeper (Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh)

I guess I'll never know what's really going on inside you
I can't get my head around you
I can't get my head around you
I can't get my head around you
I can't get my head around you






 

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Love Cody
Please pardon the morally crippled overtones that will be found throughout this letter, but the only thing bigger than the chip on Devon Kilby's shoulder is the grossness of his expedients. The rest of this letter is focused exclusively on Devon, not because I harbor any ill-will towards him but because he is thoroughly versipellous. When Devon's among plebeians, he warms the cockles of their hearts by remonstrating against irreligionism. But when he's safely surrounded by his cronies, Devon instructs them to conduct business in a lackluster, soulless way. That type of cunning two-sidedness tells us that Devon says it is within his legal right to make sesquipedalianism socially acceptable. Whether or not he indeed has such a right, I try never to argue with Devon, because it's clear he's not susceptible to reason. Is anyone else out there as struck as I am by Devon's utter disregard for morality and humanity? The reason I ask is that Devon asserts that he is a bearer and agent of the Creator's purpose. Most reasonable people, however, recognize such assertions as nothing more than baseless, if wishful, claims unsupported by concrete evidence. He thinks we want him to siphon off scarce international capital intended for underdeveloped countries. Excuse me, but maybe if you want to hide something from him, you just have to put it in a book. I can sincerely suggest how Devon ought to behave. Ultimately, however, the burden of acting with moral rectitude lies with Devon himself. When a political condition of greed, massive corruption, and diversity of objective is coupled to a social condition of drugs, violence, and discontent, therein exists the perfect environment for Devon to trade facts for fantasy, truth for myths, academics for collective socialization, and individual thinking for group manipulation.

The illogical antagonists who work in Devon's lie factories keep telling us that we have no reason to be fearful about the criminally violent trends in our society today and over the past ten to fifteen years, and every intellectually honest person knows it. In a previous letter, I announced my intention to force Devon into early retirement. Naturally, this announcement caused Devon to mutter abuses befitting his education. Incidents like that truly demonstrate how the only effective and responsible course of action is to free people from the spell of metagrobolism that he has cast over them -- an often frustrating prescription, to be sure. To pretend otherwise is nothing but hypocrisy and unwillingness to face the more unpleasant realities of life.

Does Devon remember the hurt and hate in the eyes of the people he made fun of just so others would like him more? Even if he does, I'm sure he doesn't care, because by balancing the theoretical untruth and nonsense of Devon's rodomontades with the reality of this phenomenon, we can see that when Devon promotes the idea of a "global village" he secretly means "global pillage". You may have detected a hint of sarcasm in the way I phrased that last statement, but I assure you that I am not exaggerating the situation. His allegations should be labeled like a pack of cigarettes. I'm thinking of something along the lines of, "Warning: It has been determined that Devon's press releases are intended to infiltrate the media with the express purpose of disseminating pestiferous information."

Listen carefully: I do not appreciate being labeled. No one does. Nevertheless, Devon does not merely condition the public to accept violence as normal and desirable. He does so consciously, deliberately, willfully, and methodically. One of his former fans, shortly after having escaped from Devon's iron veil of monolithic thought, stated, "Devon's dream is to rule the world, or failing that, annihilate it." This comment is typical of those who have finally realized that in asserting that the cure for evil is more evil, he demonstrates an astounding narrowness of vision. As irresponsible as Devon's factotums may be, they are also the worst kinds of balmy, subhuman rabble-rousers I've ever seen.

Devon once said that he should bribe the parasitic with the earnings of the productive because "it's the right thing to do". Oh, please. I'm just glad I hadn't eaten dinner right before I heard him say that. Otherwise, I'd probably still be vomiting too hard to tell you that it has been said that many of Devon's views are seriously flawed, frequently fail to meet minimal standards of logic, and, on balance, are fatuitous. I believe that to be true. I also believe that his lackeys actually believe the bunkum they're always mouthing. That's because these classes of confused low-lifes are idealistic, have no sense of history or human nature, and they think that what they're doing will somehow improve the world sometime soon. In reality, of course, it would be wrong to imply that Devon is involved in some kind of conspiracy to turn the trickle of Comstockism into a tidal wave. It would be wrong because his policies are far beyond the conspiracy stage. Not only that, but if I had to choose between chopping onions and helping him acquire public acceptance of his brusque obloquies, I'd be in the kitchen in an instant. Although both alternatives make me cry, the deciding factor for me is that Devon would have us believe that two wrongs make a right. Yeah, right. It is disgraceful that, with a wink and a smile, Devon has signified his approval of unenlightened blackguards who lead people towards iniquity and sin. Obtuse, tactless nose-in-the-air snobs suffer from a collective self-image that prefers victimization to success and imposes a suffocating group conformity that ostracizes nonconformists. Devon's acolytes probably don't realize that, because it's not mentioned in the funny papers or in the movies. Nevertheless, he says that everyone would be a lot safer if he were to monitor all of our personal communications and financial transactions -- even our library records. Why on Earth does he need to monitor our library records? As you ponder the answer to that question, consider that Stalinism doesn't work. So why does Devon cling to it? I apologize if this disappoints you but my intent was only to elucidate the question, not to answer it. I shall therefore state only that by brainwashing his rank-and-file followers with exclusionism, Devon makes them easy to lead, easy to program, and easy to enslave. Devon's claim that newspapers should report only on items he agrees with is factually unsupported and politically motivated. Devon practically breaks his arm patting himself on the back when he says, "It takes courage to go down into the muddy trenches and break down the industrial-technological system." As if that were something to be proud of.

This is particularly interesting when you consider that my purpose here is not to keep the faith. Well, okay, it is. But I should point out that Devon's methods are much subtler now than ever before. Devon is more adept at hidden mind control and his techniques of social brainwash are much more appealingly streamlined and homogenized. He has stated that some people deserve to feel safe while others do not. That's just pure cronyism. Well, in Devon's case, it might be pure ignorance, seeing that Devon and his satraps are the worst sorts of cruel-to-the-core schmoes there are. This is not set down in complaint against them, but merely as analysis. Throughout human history, lousy carousers have always been cuckoo. So it should come as no surprise that he should think about how his objectives lead invidious chuckleheads to make serious dialogue difficult or impossible. If Devon doesn't want to think that hard, perhaps he should just keep quiet.

The spectrum of views between corporatism and escapism is not a line but a circle at which shabby imbeciles and what I call rapacious, uncontrollable liars and cheats meet. To properly place Devon somewhere in that spectrum, one needs to realize that if you've read any of the lubricious slop that Devon has concocted, you'll doubtlessly recall Devon's description of his plan to create a new fundamentalism based not on religion but on an orthodoxy of separatism. If you haven't read any of it, well, all you really need to know is that Devon's statements such as "Devon's decisions are based on reason" indicate that we're not all looking at the same set of facts. Fortunately, these facts are easily verifiable with a trip to the library by any open and honest individual. Efforts to cause tendentious subversion to gather momentum on college campuses are not vestiges of a former era. They are the beginnings of a phenomenon which, if permitted to expand unchecked, will distract attention from more important issues. Most of us who have been around for a while realize that Devon says that sin is good for the soul. What balderdash! What impudence! What treachery! Some people contend that it is saddening to have to tell Devon that he is the most nettlesome turncoat witnessed by the history of mankind. Others suspect that Devon is nuttier than squirrel dung. In the interest of clearing up the confusion, I'll make the following observation: I recently heard Devon tell a bunch of people that trees cause more pollution than automobiles do. I can't adequately describe my first reaction to this notion; I simply don't know how to represent uncontrollable laughter in text.

I must emphasize this because Devon wants us to emulate the White Queen from Lewis Carroll's Through the Looking Glass, who strives to believe "as many as six impossible things before breakfast". Then again, even the White Queen would have trouble believing that Devon is a martyr for freedom and a victim of parasitism. I prefer to believe things that my experience tells me are true, such as that my goal is to make technical preparations for the achievement of freedom and human independence. I might not be successful at achieving that goal, but I clearly do have to try. I welcome his comments. However, he needs to realize that he will do everything in his power to add insult to injury. No wonder corruption is endemic to our society; ignorance is bliss. This may be why Devon's subalterns are generally all smiles. We should dispense justice. (Goodness knows, our elected officials aren't going to.) As tyrannical as Devon's calumnies are, if Devon bites me, I will bite back.

I don't want to make any hard and final judgments, but Devon attributes the most distorted, bizarre, and ludicrous "meanings" to ordinary personality charcteristics. For example, if you're shy, he calls you "fearful and withdrawn". If, instead, you're the outgoing and active type, Devon says you're "acting out due to trauma". Why does he say such things? Well, if I knew that, I'd be in Stockholm picking up my prize and a sizable check. Did it ever occur to him that maybe he has come very, very close to making me become the target of prejudice, ridicule, discrimination, and physical violence? Dream on. Some people consider his philippics a necessary evil, but the truth is that if he wants to complain, he should have an argument. He shouldn't just throw out the word "philosophicojuristic", for example, and expect us to be scared. Devon says that his insinuations are good for the environment, human rights, and baby seals. What he means by this, of course, is that he wants free reign to convince people that their peers are already riding the Devon Kilby bandwagon and will think ill of them if they don't climb aboard, too.

For those of you who don't know, Devon is absolutely determined to believe that he holds a universal license that allows him to suck up to prudish hooligans, and he's not about to let facts or reason get in his way. If you'll allow me a minor dysphemism, this is a transparent attempt to make empty promises. Or, to phrase that a little more politely, if you read Devon's writings while mentally out of focus, you may get the sense that human life is expendable. But if you read his writings while mentally in focus and weigh each point carefully, it's clear that I, speaking as someone who is not a birdbrained enemy of the people, plan to hold him responsible for the hatred he so furtively expresses. This is a choice I have made; your choice is up to you. But let me remind you that Devon's idiotic claim that no one is smart enough to see through his transparent lies is just that, an idiotic claim. Devon claims that war is peace, freedom is slavery, and ignorance is strength. I would say that that claim is 70% folderol, 20% twaddle, and 10% another lecherous attempt to use psychological tools to trick us into doing whatever dour, socially inept slackers require of us. That's all for this letter. For those that don't like my views, get over it. I maintain that I have as much a right to my views, and to express them, as anyone else. So when I say that Devon Kilby is too abusive to reason with, you can agree with me or not. That's all there is to it.

Love Cody
 

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Neil's Theory.
By: ^NeilDennill Date: Nov 23, 2005 8:02:08 am
I havnet decided if you are truley a "frosty-Bud" first of all what kind of bud are you? mabey your a weed bud mabey your a flower bud mabey even a friend bud.Also i dont know if i believe that your frostier than the antarctica because if you sweat in antarctica you freeze to death and i knwo personally that you get some mighty bad swas. And if you were frostier than the antarctica would you be able to swim with the pinguins? i highly doubt it. Despite the fact you say you are frosty i think you would prefer the bahamas to the arctic and i think you rather sleep on the beaches of mexico than the tundra of norther canada. "life is better than death"-(Neil Dennill 2005) i dont know what this quote has to do with the subject of you being frosty but for some reason it popped into my head. If you were really "Frosty" why would you live in a house? and would you ever be cold? Mabey if you were frosty as a fridge you could get cold and need a heater but the antarctica? that is the coldest place next to space and no human in their right mind would like to live there. Yes people have gone there to film the pinguins and test out there ice breakers but actually be able to live there and yet be perfectly comfortable with the climate i think not. Therefore if you are as frosty as you say you are i aplaude you bbecause that is truely amazing.But if you are not i think you should be arrested for fraud having all these people thinking you are truley as frosty or frostier than the antarctica is a true out rage. I will not put up with this in the near future I want all the readers of this artical to think truely about "Frosty-Buds" authenticity such as does he have iceicles on his hair is his nose runny because if he is frosty it should be ice and finally is his blood warm or cold, to be honestly that frosty you would need to have cold blood or you would thaw out rapidly. I ask you as a writer of the people and a human being to really look into this and find out if "frosty-bud" is truely frosty.

-Neil Dennill
 

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[1] Who are you?
[2] Are we friends?
[3] When and how did we meet?
[4] How have I affected you?
[5] What do you think of me?
[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?
[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?
[8] Do you love me?
[9] Have I ever hurt you?
[10] Would you hug me?
[11] Would you kiss me?
[12] Would you fuck me?
[13] Are we close?
[14] Emotionally, what stands out?
[15] Do you wish I was cooler?
[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?
[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
[18] Am I loveable?
[19] How long have you known me?
[20] Describe me in one word.
[21] What was your first impression?
[22] Do you still think that way about me now?
[23] What do you think my weakness is?
[24] Do you think I'll get married?
[25] What about me makes you happy?
[26] What about me makes you sad?
[27] What reminds you of me?
[28] What's something you would change about me?
[29] How well do you know me?
[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
[31] Do you think I would kill someone?
[32] Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?