My life for the Iron Serpent
Gooood morning, fellow campers.
Out of school for the first half of summer. Finished both classes with decent grades which is one step further in getting my scholarship back. Boo-ya. Reminder to self: Do the fucking FASFA, Chris. You stupid sack of dicks.
ANNNYWAY!
Been in and out of my house, lately. Moving out relatively soon with Marshal. We's gonna be roomies for the summer, then when he goes back to Boca, it'll be someone else until January when I myself will move to Boca and then get a more permanent place there. Or sooooomething.
No trip to Tallahassee, Eddy can't make it, and I can't afford it by myself. Blah.
I'm in the process of downloading Command and Conquer 3, which I've heard is very brutal to the ultra-max. This also gives me back my cred as a software pirate, as I downloaded the latest Photoshop yesterday. So where the fuck's my official hat and eye patch? Arr.
I have no idea why I'm updating this when I should be writing a bible for The Church of the Iron Serpent. Are you lonely? Disillusioned with all those OTHER churches? Looking for people to turn to? Do you believe that the core of the Earth is actually inhabited by a seven-hundred foot tall metal snake? If you answered yes, then you're PERFECT for the Church of the Iron Serpent!
Here at the Church of the Iron Serpent, we take pride in knowing that our congregation does whatever the fuck it wants on a daily basis with no regard to our Scaly Lord. Infact, that's how He likes it! Living a good life is relative, and as long as you don't kill or rape someone, you're good in our Book!(book may not actually exist, if it does, your name probably isn't in it)
So come on! Give those OTHER religions the boot, and open your mind to the Fang Lord(that'd be me!) and think: It's all the same Heaven, do you want to just float up there on white wings, or would you rather take a ride on the back of a giant, metal snake?
That's what I thought.
Mea Vita Pro Serpente Ferri
Out of school for the first half of summer. Finished both classes with decent grades which is one step further in getting my scholarship back. Boo-ya. Reminder to self: Do the fucking FASFA, Chris. You stupid sack of dicks.
ANNNYWAY!
Been in and out of my house, lately. Moving out relatively soon with Marshal. We's gonna be roomies for the summer, then when he goes back to Boca, it'll be someone else until January when I myself will move to Boca and then get a more permanent place there. Or sooooomething.
No trip to Tallahassee, Eddy can't make it, and I can't afford it by myself. Blah.
I'm in the process of downloading Command and Conquer 3, which I've heard is very brutal to the ultra-max. This also gives me back my cred as a software pirate, as I downloaded the latest Photoshop yesterday. So where the fuck's my official hat and eye patch? Arr.
I have no idea why I'm updating this when I should be writing a bible for The Church of the Iron Serpent. Are you lonely? Disillusioned with all those OTHER churches? Looking for people to turn to? Do you believe that the core of the Earth is actually inhabited by a seven-hundred foot tall metal snake? If you answered yes, then you're PERFECT for the Church of the Iron Serpent!
Here at the Church of the Iron Serpent, we take pride in knowing that our congregation does whatever the fuck it wants on a daily basis with no regard to our Scaly Lord. Infact, that's how He likes it! Living a good life is relative, and as long as you don't kill or rape someone, you're good in our Book!(book may not actually exist, if it does, your name probably isn't in it)
So come on! Give those OTHER religions the boot, and open your mind to the Fang Lord(that'd be me!) and think: It's all the same Heaven, do you want to just float up there on white wings, or would you rather take a ride on the back of a giant, metal snake?
That's what I thought.
Mea Vita Pro Serpente Ferri