Well here's a free sig!

You just have to pay 6.95 USD for shipping and handeling.

What the fuck is up with the Giants having their key players getting injured? Eli Manning was out in the third quarter from his shoulder, and Brendan Jacobs, RB, was injured because of his knee. Two other players got injured to. It makes me sad knowing that the Giants lost the first game of the season, and to their rivals, non the less. ...we need Tiki.

New Streetlight update? Yes.

September 7, 2007

You will hear these songs on the record:

We Will Fall Together
Down, Down, Down To Mephisto's Cafe
Would You Be Impressed?
One Foot On The Gas, One Foot In The Grave
Watch It Crash
Somewhere In The Between
Forty Days
The Blonde Lead The Blind
The Receiving End Of It All
What A Wicked Gang Are We

This is what the new record will look like when you see it in the record store on November 13th, 2007.

Two days ago I saw a flash from BlueFlamSkulls about Black Eyed Kids, as soon as I saw it, I was interested. I googled it, and read the original story. The story compelled me, I was so interested in the fact that they had to be "invited" in and the fear they struck. Well a read a few stories and went to bed, as it was 12:30 when I saw the flash.

I had a weird dream that night. I dreamed that I was at the local park, and everyone passing had black eyes. I wonder what made me have that dream. Well anyway, I woke up and checked my myspace. I then jumped in the shower and took a walk, I passed the park that was in my dream, which scared the shit out of me.
I called my friend Bobby, and told him about the stories, he said that it sounded fake. He kinda convinced me that there was no such thing, the stories were lies. That made me feel a bit more at ease. My Mom told me she was going to the store, my brother tagged along, which left me alone. My Dad was at work and my baby brother was at my Aunt's. A half hour passed since my Mom left, and no one was on AIM, so I decided to go downstairs and watch some TV. When I turned the TV on, it was about 10:00. My Mom usually takes an hour and a half to go grocery shopping, so I had some time to kill.

About half way through the show, I heard a knock from the door. I didn't think much of it, as my mind was still on the TV. I look through the peephole to see two kids, one about my age, 14, and one a few years younger, maybe 5. The younger one was wearing a red shirt with blue overalls. The older one was wearing a green hood that had "C 42" on it. It kinda looked like it was from Old Navy.

I asked them what they wanted, which now in retrospect seemed a bit rude. The older one told me that his little brother had to go to the bathroom very bad.

"Where's your parents?" I ask.
"I was gonna ask you the same, hehe."
"My Dad is upstairs watching TV" I bluffed.
"Come on man, just let us in, he's gonna piss his pants!"

That line punched some guilt into me, I looked at the younger one as I was starting to unlock the chain lock. What I saw scared the living shit out of me. The kid was shaking, and his eyes showed absolute fear. The funny thing was, he wasn't holding his older brother's hand.
I stopped unlocking the chain lock and kept the bottom lock closed. I glanced at the older one again and saw he had a grin on his face, the kind a that says "Hehe, about time." Right then I had unexplainable fear sweep over me. Thats when I remembered the story about the black eyed kids. I looked into the older kids eyes and saw all black.

"Uhh..." I mumbled. I think he knew what I saw.
"Listen Kid, just invite me in, my brother is about to explode." Said the older one, getting angry.

I wanted to just go up to my bed and close my eyes. But besides the fear, I felt something else. I looked back at the younger kid and saw that his eyes were bright blue. He was now sobbing silently. It then became clear. Why was the kid scared? Why wasn't he holding his "brother's" hand? He wasn't a black eyed kid. What could I do? I couldn't invite them in, I would die! But what about the child?

I started sweating, and I had that feeling where if I tried to say anything I would break down crying. My mind was racing a mile a minute. Then I remembered that BEK disappear after you leave the area. But what if the child left to? I ran upstairs and looked through my window, I saw the little kid, but no older kid. I sighed with relief.

I ran downstairs, took off the lock and said, come in. Bad mistake. The older kid was apparently pressed against my wall where I couldn't see him from my window. As I opened the door I saw the older kid and the younger kid crying hysterically for a split second. The older kid took a step into my house and I saw a bright flash. My life flashed before my eyes. I closed my eyes, then after about three seconds, I opend them. I still saw all white. I thought I might have been in heaven.

Then the light was gone. I was still in my house, the younger kid was there, still crying. And through the window I saw my Mom's car. I guess the flash was the headlights. I passed out and had that dream where I was at the park again. When I woke up I saw my brother and Mom over me. I saw the kid sitting on my couch shaking. My mom told me that she found the kid outside crying, and invited him in. That made me laugh on the inside. I explained my story and my Mom replied bluntly:

"Your a bullshitter."

That night we took the child to the cops and they identified him. This is the scary part. His parents came and picked him up, they said he went missing while they were at... the park.

According to Myspace bulletins, 1 out of every 6 US citizen are abused children. Me and my 3 siblings aren't abused. How about you?

Yeah. I'm a bit nervous.

Three more hours.

If I'm not on Myspace, Newgrounds, or masturbating to soft core lesbian porn, then I'm playing The Sims 2. I am disgusted with myself.

I am now back home, with my home computer, which has? Photoshop! If you couldn't tell by my header and profile pic. Oh yeah, sorry Stamper, but I kinda stole your idea. =/

Yes. It is on. Me and elementalsoldier are having a sig battle. The theme? Transformers. Yes. Whats that? Who the fuck am I? Do I even know how to make a sig? Yes. Yes I do. I was once apart of the NGSM. But I quit. Then with the new layout, I got some ambition, so on Sunday, I will be joining the NGSM back.

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