The Obscure

Hey hey everyone. John "My Baby's Daddy" McMcGarnickinny here, bring you the sweet juice with the flavor you love to savor, going on down to drown in radio-river town; as was, is, and always will be. Poppin' out at'cha with another classic from our ol' boys from down south, "You Ain't Going Nowhere" by The Byrds!

Fly so swift, the rain won't lift
The gate won't close, the railings frooze
Get your mind on winter time
you ain't going nowhere

Ooh we ride me high, tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair

I don't care how many letters they sent
The morning came the morning went
Pack up your money pick up your tent
you ain't going nowhere

Ooh we ride me high, tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair

Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots
you ain't going nowhere

Ooh we ride me high, tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair

Now Genghis Khan, he could not keep
All his kings supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill, no matter how steep
when we get up to it

Ooh we ride me high, tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair

Ooh we ride me high, tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair

Hoo! Wasn't that just something? Dos Excedrinóres fixa me up good!

So how is everyone doing this fine, fine evening? bad? Me too! High fives all around.
I want to be a radio show host. I think that would be the coolest job.

My Life's Ambitions
By John Colón

1. Make some comic books
2. Have three kids
3. Get married and enjoy a long fruitful life Become a radio show host
4. Sleep with Salma Hayek
5. Sleep with a box of Flinstone's Chewable Vitamins

Alright, I really don't have anything else to say. There was nobody nearby to bug so I figured I'd bug my monitor for a little while; indirectly, I am also bugging your monitors, and your monitor's monitors (which are actually You... Cosmik.)

*Edit*

Ba-HA! I was done updating, but then I realized that I have nothing else to do, so I returned to update further. I don't really have anything to talk about, though, so I don't know why I continue with these unnecessary attempts at... chivalry?
Or... do I?

There is a can of "Skintimate Moisturizing Shave Gel" on my desk, here. I don't know where it came from. (Actually I do, it came from Lena. As to WHY it's here: that, I cannot answer)
Now I know what you are going to ask, and Yes.
It IS Raspberry Rain.

School has officially bitten the bullet, for me. Today marked my 17th absence in two classes, I believe.
That means I lost credit, for those maybe... two of you who don't know.
I don't know what exactly it is that I am going to do, now. Maybe I'll just stop going altogether, what's the point, y'know?

Anyway, now I really am done updating. G'bye everyone.