HEY DUDE, THIS IS MY STORY OF HOW THIS WEBSITE WAS MADE.  IT WAS DARK TIMES.  I WAS SITTING IN SCHOOL!!!  WITH NOTHING TO DO!!! THE TEACHER WAS GIVING US A LECHTURE!!!! I RAN OUT OF THE CLASSROOM WITH A KNIFE AND KILLED EVERYONE!!!  NO JUST KIDDING.  ALL OF A SUDDEN IT WAS QUIET TOO QUIET.  THE TEACHER FARTED AND LITTLE JIMMY WAS ON THE FLOOR.  DEAD!!!  THE POOR KID.  AT THAT MOMENT I KNEW I HAD TO DO SOMETHING.  I DECIDED TO MAKE A WEBSITE.  BUT THEN HE/SHE FARTED AGAIN AND ALL THE COMPUTERS WERE BLOWN UP!!! 

SO I COULDN'T. 

LATER THAT DAY WE HAD A FUNERAL FOR LITTLE JIMMY.  IT'S TOO BAD THAT NOBODY WENT.  HIS COFFIN WAS JUST SORT OF LEFT ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. 

AT HOME I WATCHED WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONARE.  SOME GUY LOST SO HE SHOT REGIOUS IN THE BUTT.POOR REGIOUS.

                        *THE NEXT MORNING*                     

MY MOM CALLED "BREAKFAST"!  PORK LOAF!  WHO MAKES PORK LOAF FOR BREAKFAST!!!!  EW!!  BUT WHAT CAN YOU DO.  I PUT SOME MILK ON IT AND ATE IT.  PORK LOAF AND MILK IS ACTUALLY PRETTY GOOD. I THEN WENT TO SCHOOL.  DAMN IT.  A DANCE LESSON IN GYM.  TALK ABOUT MAKING A GOOD THING BAD!!  ANOTHER GOOD THING GONE BAD IS THE TUNA FISH SANDWITCH UNDER MY BED.

OH DAMN! I FAILED GYM AND THAT WAS MY BEST SUBJECT.  GRRRRRRRR!  STUPID MR.GUBASHOEBY.  THE NEXT PERIOD WAS FREE TIME SO I WENT TO A DIFFERENT CLASSROOM BECAUSE OURS WAS ON FIRE.  YOU CAN PROBALY GUESS WHY!  OUR TEACHER AND HIS/HER DAMN BEANS.  I WENT TO MR.GUBASHOEBY'S ROOM.  HE WAS DOING BALLET.   

 WHAT A CRACK POT.  HE JUMPED INTO THE AIR AND LANDED ON THE ON THE COMPUTERS!!

                              !!!!!BAMMMM!!!!!!

NOOOO!!!!! THEY'RE GONE!  THE TEACHER WENT TO THE HOSPITAL.  HE BROKE HIS DICK.  I DIDN'T KNOW HE HAD ONE TO BEGIN WITH.  THE DOTOR ATE HIM.  AND DIED OF A STD FROM THE TEACHER. THEN I WENT HOME AND HAD A GREAT IDEA. I'LL USE MY COMPUTER. MY MOM SAID THAT THE DOG ATE IT. THAT DAMN DOG. I WAS GOING CRAZY. I FELT REALLY DIZZY. BUT THAT MIGHT BE BECAUSE I ATE THE TUNA FISH SANDWICH UNDER MY BED. BUT WHO CARES I RAN TO UNCLE P.boy's HOUSE AND STARTED. I BET YOU WANT TO HERE THE REST BUT YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE REST OR MAYBE YOU CAN. BUT IT IS WAT TO f------ LONG AND I'VE ONLY GOT SO LONG. BUT IF YOU DO WANT TO HEAR THE REST.  WELL TO BAD