The Blog of an Eventful Summer

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Wolf

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Like Five Seconds Ago...

7/06/2010

Okay, I just posted like five seconds ago, but there's some stuff that (1) I needed to add and didn't feel like actually editing, and (2) needed to point out.

1. While going to McDonalds, via car, we jammed out to this sorta old song called... I don't know what the actual title is. I guess it's "Knock Three Times". It's a song, that's sort of stalker-ish, I might add, but it's really good. Madison did this round-the-world kind of thing with her arm, like a cheerleader thing, for the "Knock Three Times(!) on the ceiling if you WA-ANT me!" and I tried it and I sort of punched myself in the nose! Seriously! No blood though. Sorry if you wanted me to get hurt, but I didn't. Sorry.

2. There's a few new things, not really a few, but there's some stuff! First, if you started following me on the blog like two days ago when it started (it started a few weeks ago, but it's not very old!!), all of the stuff on the edges were like "Followers" "Blog Archives" "Profile", so I changed it to "Some Crazies that Found Me", "Some Old Stuff You Might Find Interesting" and "Me, Myself, and I - What I'm About". I just thought you should know. Also, below my posts, now, there are some little buttons, three of them. They say "Awesome" "Pretty Good" and "Okay", I think. I know the first and last ones are right, but the "Pretty Good" might be something else. I dont' know. I never edit this stuff...
But anyway, yeah, rate my videos and if you leave me a comment I'll be super happy!

Quotes anyone? You? Okay.

"KNOCK THREE TIMES(!) ON THE CEILING IF YOU WA-ANT MEEEE!!!"
--I D. Ont Knoww, Jr.

Musician

Wolf

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