Sunday, October 29, 2006

New Blogs

Well I added something new to my blogroll. The Review http://hesaidshesaid.blog.com/  It's Me and my friend reviewing things, like movies, and chips lol. Not sure what else we'll get to reviewing, maybe you. You never know so watch yourself. 

Also a friend's mom has an advice page going, and she's way better then Dr. Phil. She makes Dr. Phil look like a martian from martian land. Check it out http://splicedadvice.blog.com

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Saturday, October 28, 2006

Beauty Tip

Alright you monkey lovers here's this weeks beauty tip. Groom your cat. Keep your cat trim and neat looking. Also make sure your cat does not have to foul of an odour. It's very important to keep your cat looking and smelling nice in case some person gets close enough to pet, see, or smell it that they like it and want to do it again. And of course you want someone to like your cat right? Thought so.  Now what about dogs? Well dogs are pretty much the same. Make sure they are friendly but not too friendly, you don't want your date covered in dog drool. Make sure his paws are clean, make, sure he is house broke. That's about it I think, and remember animals judge people better then you can judge people. Oh and this little note is for Jeremy, if your dog craps on the floor and it smells that nasty, a lavender candle won't cut it.  Also do not move because your landlord is an ass saying you can have a dog but then changes his mind midway through, he can't do that, it's kinda illegal.  Oh and what did you think I was talking about. Get your mind out of the gutter, geezuz christ people.
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Friday, October 27, 2006

FUCK YOU Furry Family Haters!

I'd like to start this off by thanking those that commented on my recent blog. I already had my mindswaying towards one of those options it was just nice to see how a few others felt. Alright sports fans on with the FUCKING. This week has been such a shitty week that i'm sure next weeks addition will be from something this week. Confused yet. Good. Alright Fuck you family haters. Why can't people understand that others love their pets, treat them like family. I know some of us have seen clothes for a pet and say it would be a cold day in hell before my pet wears one of those but... clothing represents warmth. They just want their furry little son to feel warmth, not be warm.  I love my dog, he's my best friend. Like the brother I've always wanted. Yes i have a brother and he's cool and all but it would seem a little weird if Cody licked my face one day. Jake, my friend, also loves me. He would protect me from anything and has tore into one person that I know. He caught someone breaking into my house one time. I was home at the time. Not sure what the perp wanted but all he got was a broken leg and hopefully a lesson about life. If you hear a big mean dog barking and growling behind a door, there probably is a big mean dog behind that door. not alot of F You's in the post but that's ok. I'm all about the message not the swearing. Oh and Fuck you. fuck your momma, fuck your sister, and i'm keeping my fucking dog. Fucking Wednesday is the motherfucking day the fucking cock juggling  uncle fucking, boner biting asshole landlord is suppose to check back. I'll keep you all posted on how that turns out. Stay tuned tomorrow for my beauty tip and FUCK YOU SCOTT BROWN.
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Thursday, October 26, 2006

Life or Death

I'm faced here with a real difficult desiscion. There's a bit of a perdicameny involving my longest and most loyal friend Jake. Jake is my dog. I've had him since he was a puppy and he is now 7. Here's the problem, my landlord does not want Jake here but it was already agreed that the dog can come provided that I clean up after him and he doesn't come in the house. No problem there. Wednesday there is a phone call from the landlord's daughter, she agreed that the dog would stay. Apparently the kennel that I built for Jake is too big and he has to go. No talks about making it smaller or anything, just a he must go. Here's the interesting part and the choice. Their is already an agreement that the dog can stay therefore, the landlord can not make me get rid of him. However if I chose not to get rid of the dog, I risk losing a home. Granted I can get another home, but finding one that allows pets is difficult, especially dogs. Here's another part of the story, if I do decide to listen to the landlord there's a pretty solid chance that Jake would go back to my parents and then my dad would shoot him. Why? I donno. Dad doesn't like him. He's a really good dog. An excellent guard dog and he's not overly aggressive for a guard dog either. He growls or barks before he attacks like a guard dog and if there is no real danger, he just watches. He's good with my kids. Would protect them and he has protected me in the past, there are two incidents. So what to do kill a great, loyal friend we all know how hard those are to find or risk losing a home. Well let's here what you all got to say. I'm sure i'll get 2 comments but prove me wrong. prove me wrong.
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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Sacrifice

On a lonely Autumn morning

On a rainy summers day

A heart was left wide open

To rot and fade away

But death would not take

This broken heart

Instead death waited

For it to restart

If you only knew his strength

If you only knew his pain

Why does he live on?

What's he got to gain?

He continues to sacrifice

It's all that he knows

It's all he can do

No matter what life throws

He sacrificed his body

The blood within his veins

He sacrificed his mind

Its driven him insane

He's sacrificed his soul

All he has is hope

He's sacrificed his heart

And it has ripped apart

The day moves on

His soul does not rest

He tries to keep up his faith

He won't fail this test

Death would not take

His weathered soul

Instead death waits

For it to become whole

If you only knew his strength

If you only knew his pain

Why does he live on?

What's he got to gain?

He continues to sacrifice

It's all that he knows

It's all he can do

No matter what life throws

He sacrificed his body

The blood within his veins

He sacrificed his mind

Its driven him insane

He's sacrificed his soul

All he has is hope

He's sacrificed his heart

And it has ripped apart

Time passes on

His thoughts will never end

A vivid darkness climbing

These wounds will never mend

Death would not take

His wandering mind

Instead death waits

For it to unwind

If you only knew his strength

If you only knew his pain

Why does he live on?

What's he got to gain?

He continues to sacrifice

It's all that he knows

It's all he can do

No matter what life throws

He sacrificed his body

The blood within his veins

He sacrificed his mind

Its driven him insane

He's sacrificed his soul

All he has is hope

He's sacrificed his heart

And it has ripped apart

It's not his fault it's over

He tried his absolute best

He's tried for so long

His body will never rest

Death refused his body

As a sacrifice 

Instead took his soul

And with it rolled the dice

If you only knew his strength

If you only knew his pain

Why does he live on?

What's he got to gain?

He continues to sacrifice

It's all that he knows

It's all he can do

No matter what life throws

He sacrificed his body

The blood within his veins

He sacrificed his mind

Its driven him insane

He's sacrificed his soul

All he has is hope

He's sacrificed his heart

And it has ripped apart

If you only knew his strength

If you only knew his pain

Why does he live on?

What's he got to gain?

He continues to sacrifice

It's all that he knows

It's all he can do

No matter what life throws

He sacrificed his body

The blood within his veins

He sacrificed his mind

Its driven him insane

He's sacrificed his soul

All he has is hope

He's sacrificed his heart

And it has ripped apart

Just like "Nightmares From Hell",(  http://ralphwiggumdotcom.blog.com/Nightmares+From+Hell/ )this song is also anyone can use this song. I just ask that you tell me about it or get my tickets or something. Show the writer a little R E S P E C T and don't just steal it and claim it for your own, Chad Kroger. If your interesting in using these songs, please contact me. My email address is on this page.

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Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Game

This post is just a little word game I'm making up. If it's popular enough I migh post one next week too. I'm gonna write a sentence and your job is to fill in the blanks. Answer as many times as you want.

You ___  _____ big _____  ________ _______. Your momma is so _____ that when she _____  she needs a _____ to walk straight. You are so ugly that _____ and ______ won't even play with you unless ______or they______. You fucgly bastard! This webpage is the _______ on the entire _______. Fucking YEAH!!  My _____ brings all the ____ to the ______ and damn rights _____ _______ then yours_______ ______ its better then yours_______ _____ teach _____ but______ have to _______. There ______ little ________ go_______. Have Fun!

PS this on is for some prize this is my _______ post.

 

 

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Monday, October 23, 2006

Tragedy

Those of you who think I go to work are sadly mistaken. I was out patrolling the streets of Weyburn, looking for crime and evil to thwart. I find my old sidekick Five-o spray painting on one of the old buildings at Souris Valley. Now Five-o might been small but he was always quick and before I could say halt he shot Pinky with his Five-o Five time Freeze ray five times. He then bounced on Pinky, causing him to break into pieces. Hefty and I ran but we could not avenge our fallen friend, Pinky. Pinky is no longer with us on this Earth. That's  three sidekicks that i have lost now so I promptly promoted Hefty to partner. I no longer have sidekicks, as they either die, turn evil, or run off to BC. Tho the Humna Carburator has returned home to Weyburn. He has not yet contacted me on helping save this small city. Not sure if he is or even cares anymore. No matter. Five-o will be stopped, mark my word. Now could all of you please bow down and give a moment of silence for my fallen friend, Pinky.          Thank you.
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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Awesome Shart

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Saturday, October 21, 2006

Beauty Tip of the Week

Alright guys and dolls tis tip is a gooder. Well it's not really but I bet it's something that alot of you didn't know. If you want minty fresh breath what I do is my toothbrush soaks in mouth wash all week. I just have it sitting in a little bottle and i fill the bottle so the bristles are covered. Works good. It's also better for your teeth. So all you stanky ass breath mofo's, now can have nice minting fresh breath like moi. Be sure to stay tuned next week. Maybe next weeks will be just as good as this weeks. Bye bye for now.
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Friday, October 20, 2006

FUCK YOU Idiots, Drunks, and DRUNKEN IDIOTS

Alright sports fans here's my edition of Fuck You Friday for this week. Any of you that know me know there are 2 kinds of people I simply can't tolerate, drunks and idiots, oh unless of course i'm being one at the time. Well just those ignorant drunks that don't fucking listend and continue to repeat there bullshit over and over. I should also add that combining the two could possibly be hazardous to your health. Here's the story to go with the post. It was Saturday around 3:30. It's saskatchewan, for those wondering, and after 2 all the bars pretty much shut down. This drunken Indian stumbles by my desk and wants me to open the bar for him. I continue on with my work, saying no like I'm not even listen to "He walks line crooked." I occasionally stand up to look him eye to eye as his talking turns to yelling.  I also decide it's a good idea toremove all sharp objects from his reach. So ten minutes of this carries on and then he changes the subject to him getting a 26 of something. So the arguing continues with "He who mumbles when he talks." Somewhere around the fiftenn minute mark, the bartender shows up. So now I got some back up. YES! This will make "He who has IQ of red brick leave," but nope. He argues with both of us. Stupid slap nut. Anywhoo, the bartnder gets tired of this moronic circle so he looks at me and I tell him sure go I got it. He leaves and then "He who doesn't know when to shut up," thinks he's got it now. He starts tying to pick a fight with me, calling me names, at least I'm assuming they were names, kinda hard to make out some of them. He's telling me to stand up. I do tell him he's got two options, go to your room or be "escorted there" He chose a different option which sure wasn't shutting the fuck up. Alright so i'm really starting to get annoyed here, I got all my work done so now I can handle this properly. I stand up, I'm still behind the counter, he starts get louder and louder and louder asking for keys to all types of rooms. I ask him hor his name. Look it up, get his room number. OH great, it's at the end of the hall. This is gonna be a long walk for "us." Getting more annoyed as "He who stumbles when he rumbles," continues his idiotic ways. I keep repeating him his options. He calls me a Whitey. I laugh, which annoys him more. I then look him in the eyes and say You stupid Pioti, get your drunked ass back to your room. That finally ticked him off. He tells me to come around from behind the desk, as if that was gonna intimidate me. So I finally listen to the guy, which musta shocked him, cuz he had a bit of a OH SHIT look on his face. Then I think "He who can't see straight," took a swing at me. i'm not sure if he did cuz it sure looked pahetic and was about a foot from making any kinda contact. I grab him, turn him around, bend his arm and escort him to his room via the chicken wing technique. He's yelling and struggling, telling me I'm gonna break his fucking arm. I just tell him relax and it will hurt less. I get him to the end of the hall, give his head a little push into the door to let him know this is the stop, everybody off. I unlock the door, and push the dorr open with his head. I give him a boot in the ass to push him in farther, then shut the door and wait outside to see if he has any bright ideas. Nope he stayed in his room. I wonder back to my post and to the washroom to clean some blood of my arm and shoe. WHOOPD, must opened the door with a little excessive force. My bad!

Now upon reading this maybe some of you are wondering if your and idiot and annoy me. Well if your wondering that, the answer is obviously yes. Tho some of my idiotic friends I keep around for entertainment purposes only. If your still uncertain, email me at getaclueyouramoron@yahoo.ca  Also on a further note, was having a discussion with Kim last night and it seems we are the only cool friends left. Jeremy and Matt have joined the Lions club. I know i know insert laughter and remarks in the comments section, please or go directly to http://pilotsworld.blogspot.com and tell Jeremy how much of a loser he is.

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