sheep killer conforms

Alrightttttttttt Brenda. Plan failed. This is going to be a normal blog not worth reading LAH. Chey.

Boring old piece of stale bread I am.
And it's only the second post. I'm so sad. Feel my sorrow. My plan failed.


Haha. I just have too much time on my hands at times like these (see the time stated below).


And to my hungry friends out there, ADD CHEESE TO YOUR INSTANT NOODLES.

sheep killer wants to talk rubbish

hello world, i'm sheep killer and i'm 2 and a half years old.

HEY. why is there no one here?
(well, yes, that's why the address says "i see no people")

OHHHHHHhhhhh. NOW i get it. so there's no one here?
(erm..)

GREAT!! now, i heard somewhere that this kind of space is the perfect place to rant and scold and be honest about your innermost feelings! oh boy i can't wait to start!! i have SO MUCH to write about, and even though this is on the internet, i'm sure no one will find me! Hurray! XD
(...ha.. ha. riiiight.)




Today was a sad day for me. I went to the market to buy some curry powder, but on the way I saw a lorry with the words "MEATY MUTTON" painted on it in bright red. Attracted by the lovely colour, I followed the lorry, and came to, who would have guessed, THE MARKET.

But when I got there, a depressing sight greeted me. I saw that the lorry contained none other than FROZEN MUTTON!!! In other words, there was no live sheep slaughtering in that market. My horror turned to anger (how I longed to stab a lamb), and eventually, it became nothing less than grief.

How this life tortures sheep killers like me!

I want to end it all... It's just too painful to take.

Pass me the cleaver.


posted by sheepkiller @ 5.10 AM




(oh my goodness. the woman is mad. she really believed in the blogshit. WAHAHAHAHA)

first time in space

hello, does this work? it'll be very stupid if i type all this and it don't work.

yooohoooooo


XD