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Well things aren't looking good. No texts back or phone calls answered. keep praying for miracles. this is awkward.

Blog about de Blog

Hello. This blog post is here to inform you about blogging. Primarily, OUR blog. That would be Cloud 9 Productions. You should really be sure to put this blog on your calendar, cause it is the real deal ladies and gentlemen. THE REAL DEAL. Now let's cool things down a bit with some drama. YESH.....GOOD IDEA. So first off, Convoy likes Kennecott and Kennecott is a weirdo and wears tank tops to lagoon but not to people's houses and meanwhile Kayles thinks she smells like a donkey, but Convoy thinks she smells more like a wild mule and while this is going on, West-Nile is a downer and won't talk, so this makes Eester Buhnny upset and wants to talk, so he talks too Kennecott and decides he wants to flirt with Kennecott and Kennecott won't give him the time of day, cause she's focused on Convoy, and it's just a loop-dee-loop, merry-go-round of pain and betrayal. And that's about it folks.

PQ

So. Get this. P is obsessed with M. And Q and E are totally diggin each other. And C wants a G. Now P is being impatient and keeps talking about M. And C is starting to dig on P. OH YEAH. It's a letter-love pentagon. Now P is acting like she isn't obsessed with M, which is bull cradonkshnike, and C is thinking, 'Wow P, you are too freakin' obsessed' and E is like, ' QUIT FREAKIN' BETRAYING ME!!' And Q is just laughing at C cause he still wants a G, but he wants that G to be P. And apples smell like the aftermath of breakfast. And now E and C are both diggin on P, and P is diggin on M. And she is thinking M doesn't like P, but M likes P, but P thinks no, but M thinks yes, so love.com/yes. OH YEAH. C needs a G.

Love,

Prime Minister Niffgenshat

Missionary Cards

Missionary cards. WHAT IS THAT ABOUT. There's lots of letters and numbers and pictures. And temples. And I found one with people who have no shoes. Or socks. However (Jim Carrey voice), they are useful every-day items, I'm not going to lie to you. I find them very intriguing, nay, I find them very EXCITING. And preposterous, I don't know what that means, but it's something like the opposite of not common sense, so it's common sense. Missionary cards are common sense you idiots. (This is a shoutout to cops everywhere. PEACE.)

Boring Movies

I would just like to say that boring movies are my least favorite thing, on this planet. In fact, they are probably my least favorite in not only this universe, but any other parallel universes that exist. Let's compare boring movies to a bad...calzone. A good calzone has plenty of not boring stuff. A bad calzone is chuck-full of boring old blandness. Man, that's a good analogy. Because boring movies are totally bland! So yeah. Next time you go to a movie, you should check the Good-Calzone-O-Meter. I'm going to suggest that idea to the Inter-Universal Movie Company. A little chart that graphs the boringness/excitingness of the flick. Pretty smart, eh?

Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla and a Happy New Year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!! Yes, I realize it's a little late into the New Year, but only by a couple of days, so if you're even a bit manly, you'll get over it. Anwhoozlekaboozletoff, I am going to show you MY New Year Resolutions.

1. Wrestle an angry radioactive giraffe. (Very important.)

2. Wear a kilt to school. (I hear those are back in style.)

3. Learn how to tie my own shoes. (Uh...don't ask.)

4. Read all 987 volumes of The Bat Goes Splat. (Popular book in Germany.)

Well, that's about it. Looks like I've got a lot to accomplish this year. I better get started. I hear they sell kilts at Wal-Mart and I just got my shoes some new laces.

To Blog, or Not to Blog?

Actually, you guys, it's not a question. I am truly back to blogging!! Round of applause!!! Yes. Good. Anyway, I've decided that statues officially freak me out. Especially statues of peoples! It's really scary how their eyes can only focus on one spot, and when you walk in front of that spot, it's like they're looking straight into my soul, and...WOAH. I GOT CARRIED AWAY!! I have to tell you big news, not that mumbo jumbo! I GOT A SECOND GUINEA PIG!!! Yes, Vladimir Von Wadsworth of the Northern Premisis of the Irish Fronteir! That's his name! Although, for short, I call him Wadsworth. For even shorter I call him Wads. But only on occasion do I call him Vladimir Von Wadsworth of the Northern Premisis of the Irish Fronteir. Anyway, he's a great guy.

Excitement.com

Just so you know, Excitement.com is not a website. And if it is, don't sue me, I didn't mean to use it. Anyway, um, I just want to let you know that life is going good! I recently slayed a demonic cult of hippopotami but I lived. So NO WORRIES! Um...let's get a picture shall we?

I wrote a song about this picture.

You, you are a horse

but you were made, in paint, of course...

I, I am a people

that lives on top of a steeple, of course...

We, we are alive,

so let's do a jive on the steeple, made, in paint, of course...

BUCKWHEAT!

So I got that dream guinea pig I posted about! He is NOT white and brown spotted I'll have you know. I don't even care though, because honestly, brown spots are a sign of short lives, and I want my piggy to live a long prosperous life bringing peace to all nations. Anyway, he is black with scraggly hairy and a cocked ear that has multiple chunks taken off the top. I gave him a fitting name: BUCKWHEAT! He's a great little fat-kin. Definitely a FAT-kin. He is so round I could probably play soccer with him. Oh yeah, plus, he has an edible couch. So eat that! HA! GET IT! It's edible! Eat that...you know, eat that...cause it's edible...you know....Fine. I'll take my hilarious jokes elsewhere.

Guinea Pig

I am thinking of getting a guinea pig! Prefferably a white dude with brown spots, or maybe like green with orange stripes. I just don't think those are sold legally in this country...CRIPES. Looks like I have to settle with good ol' brown spots. So I've heard guinea pigs really, really, really like to be held a ton, and that they grow so attatched to their owner, that when you walk into the room, they whistle for attention. So I am going to teach my pig to whistle "Zippa-Dee-Doo-Da" for me. It shall be awesome! Wait, I still need a name...hm...I've got one! Sheraltin Nubworth of Southeastern Mubbletosh. Sherald for short. Yes...I like that. Ooh! Wait, yep. I have an idea. For real this time, it isn't fake! It's an idea! You should give me suggestions on the name in the comment thing. Under this post. Oh come on, it's easy to find. It says "comments" in blue letters! Look harder, ooh, you're getting warmer...there. That's it! So leave ideas for names and move on.

Speedy Guy

Speedy Guy. Awesome. Speedy. Awesome. It's a comic that I created about a dude named Caleb who gets bored in class and draws a comic he calls Speedy Guy. Then he goes home and it turns to real. So, the bad guys come out and they sort of try to maybe kill him or something and he turns into Speedy Guy! For Realsies! He can run like so fast that it's like really so fast. One time he ran really so fast that he runned on the air. And up the side of a building. And tied up a stick figure with a FILLED-IN HEAD! Anywhoosle-kaboozletoff it's cool. You can see posts on it at gdcomics.blogspot.com!

Salutations

^That^ is on Charlotte's web. And this "^" means look up. No you idiot don't look up in the air, on the screen. Gosh you dunce. Anyway I'm going to give you an idea. Go to gdcomics.blogspot.com. But that wasn't the real thing. I would just like to say that I find the word "Newquackijatt" quite exciting. What's that you ask? The definition? Well, let's look it up. In a dictionary. Yes, dictionary is a word. Now shut up and read.

Newquackijatt (NOO-kwak-UH-jat)

1. noun A person of or relating to smartness.
2. verb To newquackijatt is to sniff one's armpit.
3. adjective A word to describe green fleas. And crappy movies.

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Well there you have it. Newquackijatt. So when you see someone solve a math problem that is quite difficult, and congratulate them by saying, "Congratulations, newquackijatt!" and all you recieve in return is a big fat slap in the face, they probably thought you ment they look like a green flea. Or they're a really crappy movie.

P.S. I just started the second comic for GD Comics. It's called Speedy Guy.

Garage Dude Comics

Garage Dude

Here's the new Garage Dude Logo

Just a little pictureI drew. I was just trying out my new scanner and thought I might put this up.

Garage Dude

Hello my viewers/possible followers, if you're interested in a great comic just ask me. (If you know me, than good. If you don't, you don't deserve to.) It's called Garage Dude and it's about a guy who lives in a garage. What more do you need for awesomeness?!

Eli's Art

Buy it its way awesome.

HP LaserJet 1320

So the ratio of a ticket soaked in water divided by the square root of x is equal to the quantum in which water flows. That is code for we sell rugs. NOT drugs. RUGS!

Utes

Hey utah fans how about the win in the big easy.

Superheroes

Scary, eh?
Superheroes are the biggest weenies in the world. I mean take Superman for instance. Look at me I can fly and I have muscles and I...can fly! They're just dumb! Villains are cool though. I mean that joker guy? Sure he's scary but he's a true villain. So all of you wannabe supers, be villains.