The 100th POST!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!

Well gang it has happened, and ill be honest with you i was worried. not that we wouldnt make it, i knew all along we would, but that my compadre nikia would get to it before me. now i realize it is selfish of me to think this way. but i mean, it is the 100th post. this is a historic day. shit i may take a huge dump and call it the 100. they could make a sweet movie about it like the 300 but the 100. it would be about the struggle to free the 100 from its confines. the real question is would they make a spoof of the 100. seeing as how they always spoof good movies there is a good chance. maybe steven segall(not sure about that one) could be the 100. he does talk soft and squint alot. Another good thing is that in the morning we are hitting the southside to drop off our money so we can get the big house. otis is so excited that she cant contain herself. mainly she is ready to run around in a bigger area but also to see her new backyard pad. plus we wont have to keep the ferrets in the bedroom anymore. hell we might just put them in the living room. then after we move in the real fun starts. we need a whole bunch more stuff. it is true that we have a good bit now for our one room house, but when we get a house with three to four rooms (including the bathroom) we will need new stuff. the tv will need a tv stand or entertainment center, whatever they are called these days. and while i realize that may make me sound like an old fuddy duddy, let me remind you that my house when i was growing up was like back to the future. we had a tv with 13 channels, only 13 there were just buttons for 2 - 13. and yes i realize thats 12 channels but they called it 13. also we had the type of computer that is all in the keyboard. you would connect it to the 13 channel tv and you could type. it was so old it didnt even have pong. it just had hangman, and you had to play with someone else because it wasnt advanced enough to think up its own words. we had a vacuum with two pieces. you dont see that anymore. not to mention our 30's era wallpaper and brown carpets. that house is the same today, except with a new tv and vacuum. but everything else is the same. and mom got a new computer. thats another weirdo, my mom. she can use a computer very well, she knows all the tricks, but she refuses to get a cell phone or even use one. she just says she doesnt know how. i realize it may be tricky for her as we never had a phone with out a cord on it but she is missing out on her e for effort. she is scared of it i think. plus she is crazy. well enough about her. as soon as i am done with this blog all the stuff i was telling yall about is going to happen. the parade is lining up as we speak and the fireworks masters and setting them up. there is an army of waitresses down here starting to pour up the first mugs of delicious brew and some rastas smoking there sweet stinky weed. we even gave the cops the day off and the city is taking a night off from crime. speaking of that, have you ever heard of a city taking a night off of crime. it is some bullshit. when i was doing my community service with the police(mandatory) i had to work at that son of a bitch. kids were committing crimes in the night out on crime. i saw no more than three people throwing stuff at the cops, who were on horses, and because they were up on like a hill but it was like a wall that the horses couldnt get up on the cops could do nothing. so i just sat there and scooped the poop. that was my official job i scooped poop for about 3 hours but i got 15 hours for going after hours. plus i had 200 to do so i was going to be there for a while anyhow. well chums it is time for the party to start so i must be off just you remember that march 6th will forever be the day of the 100th post. im outta here, beam me up jefe.

And the light shown through the darkness

Well, you cod pieces, it's ten long grueling harsh days of no blogging. But at long last the gunman is back in the game and will soon be participating in the blog once more. I myself have refrained being that the sole contributor would have made it more the nikia, and how could that be? Why without the ever endearing thoughts of my cohort the blog just lacks in cheekiness and fun. So to keep the flavor that you savor, i had to keep it light. But now all that's in the past, the gun man has restablished his claim in the working force, and will be blogging it up in the very NEAR future. Tonight, it's me and christel, and my roast beef sandwhich, not to mention that derick is m.o.d. I even got this AWESOME goody bag, another good email and most important of all no one here to kill my buzz. Work just might be fun today, i don't even feel the sweaty hot grip of the man trying to squeeze the life out of me and hold me down. That's it for now yous guys, be easy and be expecting the gun man, he will strike when you least expect it. He was trained by a group of ninjas EVIL blood thirsty ninjas, in the deepest, darkest corner of the island of okinawa. He was beaten with bamboo everday for 12 hours then forced to out run a herd of rabid starving dogs with a giant bag of dead rabbits strapped to his back. At night when he was sound asleep he would be attacked mercilessly by other rouge ninjas who couldn't handle his mad ninja skills, then he finally overcame and met the blog ninja, that's right, the blog ninja, once more forced to push himself over the limits of any regular human being's ability. So you fuckers, get ready, when he hits you up you won't even be ready for dat shit. Nikia jone$ out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!