Sunday, November 13, 2005

The Green Devil Killed Me

I wrote this long review of this student-written play "Debbie and the Green Devil," but I just totally lost it thanks to an internet error.

Summary: Good script, bad show.

Major conclusion: I am great.

Sub-conclusion: I need to write more.

Sten and I invented a game where you try to come up with the name for what your Biography would be called if somebody else wrote it. I think I'd be satisfied if mine was called "OH GOD, I'VE DONE IT AGAIN" and featured me waking up to a pool of blood in a double-bed and screaming on the cover. Either that or "Shore to Succeed!"

I know a girl named Khushbu who knows a girl named Mega. It begs you to answer the question of what a Mega-Khushbu would look like. I want pictures.

No one's entered the Smashed Bros. Contest yet! Disappointing. I suppose most of you are too retarded to play Gamecube, what with all the blog-reading you do. Send in your submissions now! It's not too late to be mocked openly by Kyle and Vlad!

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