If nothing goes right. Go left.

Hello peeps how goes it? Well we've made it to 2012! Riot and I spent the new year blowing up a watermelon and then sleeping on the porch (it wasn't all that great just so you know).

Any who, I might actually get stuff updated and branch out a little with my writing.

Riot- Yeah we might actually get off the couch for once.

Moi- ... I can easily take your life and not feel TOO guilty.

Riot- As you readers can tell we have had the cops come by here a lot.

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded