bake me a tin man

Well I guess you figured out that I actually did what I was ment to, If your wondering what the ginger bread man/tin man is saying, it is 'you can't touch this'. I would tell you the meaning behind that phrase, but that is a long story, a REALLY long story.

&& just to let you know this is where my brain melted, so what is about to come next doesnt really apply to anyone, and if it does, awesome. we can be sad losers together!!
-I’ve come to the conclusion that Noel is a sadist, and secretly likes ruining people’s lives by revealing they’ve made a shit deal. I’ve also decided that there’s no point letting old people play, cause they’ll probably just spend their winnings on something boring like a limb replacement, or animal charity. and if your wondering what I am talking about, its 'deal or no deal'
adios amigos...

Why not write another blog..If I want to, who are you to stop me. Just for your information this is not work as I am pretty sure you can already guess, I am just bored and thought 'why not, it's my life', and it is my life, and I choose to write a blog. && you won't believe today's topic is going to be on...bloggers!! God, I'm sad.
On with the blog..TALLY HOE...yeah, that was even sadder.
I personally hate bloggers. The majority are boring people who deem themselves pretentious enough to write page-long essays on their mundane and uninteresting lives. My life is quite the opposite, filled with exciting frolics, and flights of fancy and other things deemed 'ist work'. These ‘blogs’ therefore will be referred to only as ‘articles’, lectures if you will, spouting my cynical and small-minded views on the inter-webs for your intellectual pleasure. Hah, what’s pretentious about that?
***another combo of posts