Hey everyone! i update this blog, for more nonesense, for your entertainment and all. it seems no one has either noticed that this has been risen from dead or its that crap no one really cares. I think it could be both, but i am bored so i will update this anyhow. So what been going on with me? this is'nt what my blogs are about really, i mean no one wants to read This" I have just gone to make some toast and then I spreading butter on it, but you would guess what happen my bloody dog has eaten it" okay maybe some people will amused by this, but i feel people would rather want to be entertained and have a laugh for change. thats the whole goal of this and if you think this is'nt funny and all. Then fair enough that is your taste, now on to a story...

 

 

Once a upon a time there was a guy named fred, he was stroling down the road until a sack blew on top of his head in the wind. as he was standing there with a sack on his head, a boy pointed at him and said" look mommy, that man has a sack his head" the mother then grabed the boys hand and said "Dont stare it is rude", then boy and mother walked off. After awhile a bloke noticed fred with a sack on his head and said"oh no, not you as well. that sack is cursed, when ever it lands on someones ed, it makes em get the sack from there job, ya know", "But i dont have a job." explained fred. The man then scratched his head and said "You dont have a job, oh dear. that could explain it then" the guy then walked off. When fred finally got the sack off his head he then had a phone call from a guy named john who works at the royle mail with his freind pat. Fred answers the phone "Have seen my mail sack fred, i dropped it on the way back from work" fred then explained about the sack and lator aplied for job seekers allowence. The end and the moral of the that story is dont walk around with a sack on your head you'll never get a job that way.

 

I hope you enjoyed this article, please leave any comments you want give to me thank you for reading. :)

The world is mad! mad I tell you! mad! heheh nah.. But anyone would think so for me reviving a dead thing that probably should remain dead.

anyway hello to all my friends and everybody else who are reading this! :) Welcome to my new msn space, all the same junk just a different location. ;) just in case you are wondering where i have been, I have been such a lazy person and slept for allmost a year. heh but who cares about I'm back and so is the entertainment of my lousy typing and rubbish but hopefully funny stories, have fun everyone and here's my story.

 

 

There was once a man living on his own in a house far away and his name was john. One day john got home from work as a post man. he was about to sit down with a new paper and beer, as he sat down and opened the newspaper, the phone rang. "oh s**t! not the phone..' he said He then jump out of his chair accidently ripping his paper. "Oh crap, oh it was a load of rubbish anyway" he said as he grabbed the phone to answer it. When he actually got to answer it, it turned out to be his freind from work "Hey John its me pat, I heard on the radio there is a sword in a stone and anyone who can take the sword and bring back to the queen will win 1m pounds!, sound like a loud of **** to me john, bye" here this news. John ran out of the house "Yippee! if i get all this money I can quit my my job and get better friends!" he shouted, Then one of his neighbours open his upstairs window and shouted "Oi! Stop shouting I'm trying to get some sleep!" john then went into his car and zoomed off in search of for sword. He stopped by at a near by pub to ask questions. As he went inside there was a big guy smiling at him "Hello have you seen a sword a stone anywhere?" john asked the guy "No, I'm afraid I hav'nt big boy. but I might know where you might find one" the guy said john then ran out side the pub only to find that it was a gay bar. the big guy then came out "Oh well if you change your mind you know where I am" he shouted, but john was'nt interested and went back in his car. After that rather awkward possition, he asked a old man who was walk along the street about it, "Sorry what did you say young man?" answered the old man then john shouted what he said "Aww, there was no need to shout.. " the old man then said "Boys these days, dont have any manors. I did however hear about something like that in a story book" the old man then continued. John scatched his head "So what was this story about?" the old man then explained and told the story of king arthur, john then got a bit cheesed off went back home. when john got home to a ripped up news paper and a emty beer can, the phone rang. john then answer the phone "hey john its me again pat, I'm sorry but it turns out that it was hoax, i hope you did'nt.." john then hang up the phone. the end.  And the moral to that story is, if you aim for greed you'll and up with nothing.