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Monday, February 05, 2007
Due to the overwhelming response calling for my return to post (I had to activate my firewall to prevent the sarcasm from corrupting my computer - expended my repetoire of jokes to include internet jargon!), I decided once more to re-enter the world of cyberspace as the once famed Butlerman - striding forth in spanking black spandex and cliche yellow plageurised bat motif. Cue fanfare of trumpets and sprinkling forth of confetti! Unfortunately, sporting a bicep muscle that flops a bit too much more then it should flex after a gruelling 2 hour gym session, a brain devoid of any imagination nor vocabulary to work around with (I've just stumbled across the blogs of some of my friends and have had my ego duly punctured inclusive of unflattering balloon-emptying flabbering sound), a fourth finger giving it's best impression of a purple sausage ever since dear Captain (of the rugby team I partake in) trodded on it, and a distinct lack of social life (possibly the most repeated phrase throughout this blog's entire existence - for good reason) ever since school has begun, I've decided to take the shortcut out and give a handy, dandy and hopefully somewhat interesting list of the little factual nibblet's I've stumbled across in my daily Butlerman routine. 1- Constructing a chemistry practical report is alot less exciting then its name entails (and even then its name doesn't really promise much does it...) 2- Wearing an oversized school shirt (Butlerman's desperation to conform to the ACS expectation is painfully evident) creates an interesting 'drag' effect when sprinting after that damned 196 that never bothers to standardise its arrival time every morning (the Batmobile isn't used to mundane, trivial tasks such as attending school - 'tis only education...) 3- The girls who pursue education within the hallowed and ill-constructed (think less hallowed and more hollowed) walls of ACSIB seem to have no perceivable vice. Inhumane, sick and twisted - they even stare at me whenever I swear as if I've said something wrong (honestly). 4- I do actually attempt to refrain from coarse language. (Countless readers smirking behind the safety of their computer screens...) And once more, to cap off a very unproductive blogging spree in the most unconceivably random and anticlimatic of ways by just... TO THE BATMOBILE. Like that. |
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highly confidential Martin Butler, or affectionally known to others as "Butler", "Butlerman", or just "Butt". -Most eligible bachelor of 2004-every year henceforth - step aside Mr.Clooney -Doesn't particularly enjoy much anymore having been desensitized as part of a cruel torturous regime a.k.a IB... -Dislikes everything he doesn't like... Nov 8th - Remember the date! MSN - butlerwantsu@hotmail.com (Add with caution) Archives
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