I'm going to New Jersey for three weeks. So no more rednecks. My will be pronounced properly! Yeeeeeessssssssssss-ah.
Once again I ask that you all pretend to miss me. Hopefully I'll be able to get on some... I think I will. My dad has internet. The only question is if I'll get to use the computer...
18th November 2004
Ex-MøđęRāŧǿr ø₣ Geňęrāł Gāmíňĝ
31st January 2004
My neck was red once. That was the last time I ever used paint :rolleyes:
I would die without my life.
19th January 2004
My name is burtram, I am a redneck. All my friends, they call me burt. Hi, burt! All my family from down in texas Make their livin’ diggin’ dirt. Come out here to californy Just to find me some pretty girls. Ones I seen gets me so horny Ruby lips, N’teeth like pearls. Wanna love ’em all. Wanna love ’em dearly. Wann pretty girl, I’ll even pay ... I’ll buy ’em furs. I’ll buy ’em jewelry ... I know they like me. here’s what I’ll say. I’m lonesome cowboy burt. ( speakin’ atcha!) Come smell my fringe-y shirt. ( reekin’ atcha!) My cowboy pants, My cowboy dance, My bold advance. On this here waitress ... He’s lonesome cowboy burt. Don’tcha get his feelings hurt. Come on in this place An’ I’ll buy you a taste. You can sit on my face. Where’s my waitress? Burtram, burtram redneck. Burtram, burtram redneck. I’m an awful nice guy. Sweat all day in the sun. I’m a roofer by trade, Quite a bundle I’ve made I’m unionized roofin’ old Son-of-a-gun. He’s a unionized roofin’ old Son-of-a-gun. When I get off, I get plastered. I drink till I fall on the floor. Find me some communist bastard N’ stomp on his face till he don’t Move no more. He stomps on his face till he don’t Move no more. I fuss an’ I cuss and I keep on drinkin’ Till my eyes puff up an’ turn red. I drool on m’shirt. I see if he’s hurt. Then I kick him again in the head, let’s Kick him again in the head! boys! Kick him again in the head! now! Kick him again in the head! I’m lonesome cowboy burt. ( speakin’ atcha!) Come smell my fringe-y shirt. ( reekin’ atcha!) My cowboy pants, My cowboy dance, My bold advance. On this here waitress ... He’s lonesome cowboy burt. Don’tcha get his feelings hurt. Come on in this place An’ I’ll buy you a taste. You can sit on my face. Where’s my waitress? Opal, you hot little bitch!
I love you guys.
My flight was cancelled :'(
Have to wait until tomorrow. Argh.
12th March 2004
is he back yet?
what happened to the sausages?
Thinking about it.
I got so mad when they cancelled my flight that I ate them.
You can either agree with meor be wrong.
12th November 2003
small change of you flying tomorrow then eh
Yeah.. the upside is that since they changed it, I don't have to sit and be bored for almost two hours in between flights.