nuuuurrrr buttjournal (rambles & rants)

BUTTJOURNAL.
FREAKING AMAZING. I mean, I was on facebook, and all like, wtf is this?
and then my friend told me he made a new social networking site. called ButtJournal. At first I was all like "WUT", and then he gave me a link and i was all "whatever dude", but i looked it up on the web anyway, and i was just like WOAH.
ITS AMAZING, TRULY.
HAVE THE LINK.
its a work in progress, but a great one,
chekkit chekkit yobies. liek nao.

SO YOBIES.

sorry, i haven't posted, i'll make it up to ya'll.
i got 2 songs, and news.
bad news, but WHATEVAH.
so...my penis exploded. i had too much sex. anyhow,,, i wrote a song about a month ago, the band thinks its lovely, here:
Ch-ch-chuck. ch-ch-ch-ch chuck. ch--uuu---u-uck a chucka, chucka, chucka, chucka, chucka....CHUCK CHUCK!
CHUCK A PENIS. INTO THE SEA. CHUCK IT, CHUCK IT, CHUCK IT, CHUCK IT FARTHER FOR ME.
GRAB IT BY THE END, PULL IT FAR BEHIND
YOUR HEAD.
AND CHUCK IT.
CHUCK.
CHUCK.
CHUCK.
Chuck a peeeniiss, into the sea. Chuck it, yeah, and chuck it farther for me. Chuck a peeeeniisss into the sea, and drown it, drown it, drown it, so it can't breathe.
CHUCK THAT PEENIS. INTO THE SEA. DROWN IT, DROWN IT, DROWN IT, SO IT CAN'T BREATHE.
MAKE SURE YOU PUUULL IT. FAR BEHIND-YOUR-HEAD. MAKE SURE YOU CHUCK IT FAR OR IT'LL SLEEP IN YOUR BED.
CHUCK.
CHUCK.
CHUCK.
Chuck a peeeniiss, into the sea. Chuck it, yeah, and chuck it farther for me. Chuck a peeeeniisss into the sea, and drown it, drown it, drown it, so it can't breathe.
it can't BREEEAAATHHHE.
oh, it can't BREEAAATTTHHHHEEEEEE.
we've got a little penis screamin' help me.
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now, this song is not officially a "Recyklerz" song yet, so I can share it with you all. :) And this next one is confirmed for our first album, though it will not be released as a single:

Once upon a tiiime, there was a man named fredd. He slept alooonne….in his bedded.
Once upon a day… bob was gay…..he would always say…I love you.. FRED FRED FRED
THE LITTLE BOYS, THEY MET WITH THE TOYS IT WAS LIKE BANG BOOM ZIP ZIP ZOOM. IT WAS GREAT ON A DATE AND THEN CRATES ON THE FREIGHTS AND YOUR DEEAAAD… when bob meets freddd
Once upon a life, fred didn’t have have a wife he was all alone, oh nonononono, that’s real low
Once upon a week, the sky was real bleak and bob was feelin dead, so he went to see fred, FRED FRED FRED
THE OLDER BOYS, PLAYED SOME VIDEO GAME IT WAS LIKE BANG BANG BOOM ZIP ZIP ZOOM. IT WAS GREAT ON A DATE AND THEN CRATES ON THE FREIGHTS AND YOU’RE DEAD…. When bob meets fred.
But things change, and fred wasn’t lame, bob was just a game….
Fred got a life had wife and it felt like knife had been stabbed in bob…sob sob sob…

better late than never....

byah byah so sorry. our band is releasing a debut single soon, and i am soooo bizzayyyy! A month, a month, far too long to not post, yyyymmmhmmm? sorry.

a song, a song.
it seems all that i've been writing is for the recyklerz, which is confidential music until release so,, yeeahh.
but previews! SHA!

LOVESICK

When Bob Meets Fred

Her

The Half-Time Show

and many more are soon to be revealed on youtube!

Shumphy.

lucky days, fantabeelus.
may 15, may 15, may 15, nom.
may 15, may 15, may 15, nom.

hey- it's a happy day! johnny needaaa cheer uhp!

what. the. frappochino.

rly, rly,rly?
well whatever, mr face.
had to create a new label for ya, i did.
band drammaa, band drama.
i thought we was all friends here. >.<

poor old gild, for your hair is too long x.x

poor old gild
his hair is too long
innocent child
has killed his song

and the sky fell down toady,
and hit me in the head
i think i'm dead

poor fat pig
he is my dinner
poor loser
is not a winner

and the sun burst into flames,
and the world's about to end
we can't pretend
it's not

poor old gild
his hair is too long....

And if the sky falls....

if the sky falls today
i might.
stay.

my life is made of 10,000 puzzle pieces 'cept half of them are missing.
it's you my dear, i truly love though it is her i'm kissing.

frennncchh, my dahh, frenchh maidah!

i don't know again
its back to this point,
after everything,
everything i though you'd bring
but you didn't
no.

kind of, kind of, yeah- no wai.

aiiieeee! don't lie to me homie,, dont. i can tell. but it makes me preeettty mad when i feel force.

force is no fun.
force not good.

im a guy who believes in freedom, yanno? i dont understand why somebody would try and demand i do somethng.
but the thing is, this kind of force threatens me. i therefore feel inclined to accept their demand, even if accepting said demand is the least thing id like to do.

yo hear me here, mates? ya hear?

im just testing an new occaisional thing in which i will ramble and rant on something random. these entries will be tagged w/ `stephn rambles and rants' just so you know.

Elqmm,,, enem, Zeiirrr?

I kiss you now, my readers.
I kiss you.
No.
i keed.

Hi there, readers of space, of muffins, of time, my light shall shine, love will be mine, my readers from the town of fluffytine.
im effing doctor seuss.
OHH YEAHHH.

Elqmm,,, enem, Zeiirrr?
Elqmm,,, enem, Zeiirrr?
Elqmm,,, enem, Zeiirrr?
Si. False, enem, enem Zeiirrr....

elqmm,,,

Aquideirti. Eillefi.
Vitornm, zech letryus.

yes,, i'm back to daily updates. or near-daily. atleast twice a week, my hopefuls, my hopefuls.

Elqmm,,, enem, Zeiirrr?

seb, zecri'im bachuty le douroly diuiatuas. frin glel-douroly. kleckatl iks al owka, em zeirfi, em zeirfi.

Do you speak Zeririawn?
Elqmm,,, enem, Zeiirrr?

HOLY SEDIMENT!!!!!

ya ya ya ya ya ya! heeyyy my man lady women girls boys peopppelllee.
GUESS WHAT!?!
i'm officially in a band! that has albums! and records, and ohmygod a bbaaannnd!

The Recyklerz. Everybody is so great and I've already helped them writes ongs and wer elike bfffff

the problem is that now that ive joined, i have taken an aaooath. this says that i cannot erase any typoss. yes, tis be suck suck. but its part of the deal. meh.

ANYWAYS WOOT A BAAND! I SING! I BE GETTIN THE LINKAGE TO OUR FACEBOOK & STUFF.
SO YES.
ALL IS WELL MATES

OH OH OH OH OH SRY
LATE UPPY DATE.
SSSHHHH.

DONT TELL ME, TELL ME, BABY, BABY, THAT YOU HATE ME, HATE ME.
I WANNA TELL YOU, TELL YOU, BOOBOO, BOOBOO, THAT I LOVE YOU, LOVE YOU
LILLYLILLYLILLYLILLY. LILLYLILLYLILLYLILLY.

^SONG IN FULL COMING SOON^

SPIIFYYY WRITTEES WHEN HIS LIFE SUCKS.

MEHEMMHEHHHEMHEHEHEHH. BLARG.

I KINDA AM IN LOOOVEEE AGAIN.

ACKK BARF

*throws up*

plaguuueee, plagueee. *dies*

real update later this weekend.

Sorry about the wait.

ive been slowly coming out of a deep, deep, depression. nyaahhh.
anyanywaysways, i woke up this morning, and felt my chest. I HAVE MANBEWBS, MATES, I HAVE MANBEWBS. riddiceelus.

absolutely riddiceelus.

bored, bored, and lacking inspiration.

So....guess what happened yesterday?

Nah, only kidding. But y'know what? I wish, sometimes, I could be a flying squirrel, so I wouldn't have to worry about all the shizzle goin' on, below the treetops. Squirrel drama is probably all "GIMME MY NUTS BACK, FOOL!". Which is so much easier.














oh, so back to yesterday. after i finished posting my daily update(s) to the blog, i went to check and see if there was any updates on some of my ladies' blogs, and guess what i found?

nothing. no, this isn't a late april fool's joke. i'm just so exhausted, and wanted toget an update up today, so i pulled it together and made this. help, help, i need inspiration.

? lord it's cofuzzling...

hey, stephen here.
you want to know something? love sucks. why? just because i said so, and that's why.
i'm just so angry lately, because lee left and now i just don't know. :/
but there's also lilly, and i think i love her too, but i'm not sure if she can replace lee.

but i think i'll write a song about my emotions later but you guys don't need that right now. so, something happy, yes?

since i'm feeling naughty, i'll talk about nice round butts.

APRIL FOOLS! hahahahaha, i gotcha!

I'm alruined already.

Not that you'd care. If you'd stop being such a ladybug, and just let me give you a hug, then maybe we wouldn't be in this camel-ladybug situation.
Because I love you, and that's why I need you to know this.
Exactly, so why aren't you listening?

You know exactly who you are. I have no need to elaborate.

Really, this message would even make sense if you only read the colored, bolded, and italicized words. SO LISTEN!

Story Of a Tree (a song for Lee)

I wrote a song for a girl I love. Her name is Lee. It is a sad love story song so try not to cry.

I know you've seen 'em they impersonate, theyre not that great you see them, try to be me, they can't be me, they don't see me, the real me. But baby, baby, you can see me, yes- the real me, deep inside... I'm lacking pride... Here comes the bride... CHORUS: It is timee, time to find the secrett, the secret life of mee, you and me, I have to pee, Can't think clearly... Oh, Lee, Lee, Lee. you love mee.... This is the story of a tree, I'm sorry it was me I'm dyingg, Branches falling to the ground like leaves in fall You're not here at all.. i start to fall. I'm lacking pride, here comes the bride. It is timee, time to find the secrett, the secret life of mee, you and me, I have to pee, Can't think clearly... Oh, lee, lee, LEEEEEEE lee, lee, Leeee, I LOVE YOU, YOU LOVE ME.. The story of a tree that fell in the middle of the road... a tree that died I'm lacking pride....

SO THERE'S THIS GIRL

So there's this girl her name is FuryRed.
I know her she is my womanfriend.
She makes out with me like a camel.