Anarchy.
Forget it, AL-POW is disbanded. Or, I don't want to be the head of it anymore. Gio, you can have it if you want, I want nothing to do with it.
Women are priceless. I love you.
Joe.
posted by Amaranthine @ 3:31 pm
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9 Comments:
OMG Michelle bewitched you!
Hey all you guys leave Joe alone, the poor guy just wanted to get laid..............and now that he's getting it, he's pussing out!Joe I'm so glad I didn't accept your invitation to be your Vice President......lol........well you did want me to be right?......sorry Gio.
One last thing, I live with this guy, so please let him get laid.
No thank you. I know for a fact that blogs don't move people, except maybe other bloggers. They're just something nice to read now and then. Laugh, maybe. Then you just close the window, and forget.
We'll have to find a way to work around that.
Gio.
OHHHHH NO. NO JOE, NO NO NO!!!!! U CANT JUST BE A PUSSY LIKE THAT. NO JOE DONT LET THESE PPL GET TO U LIKE THAT. UR DOING A GOOD THING!!! DONT BE SUCH A PUSHOVER!!!! U GUYS, TSSSS ALL JUST JEALOUS CUZ JOE IS SO MUCH SEXIER THAN ALL OF U. HMMMM, I LOV U
while i'm all about some anarchy, i can't help but think AL-POW was a pretty righteous idea in itself.
All conceptions start off as little seedlings and blososm into legends.
god takes his time to make a tree.
all the same, I'll be game, joe.
haha.
There's a term for that, isn't there. "Projecting yourself onto others..." "Seeing your refection in the mirror" etc. etc... I can't quite remember it now. Though I see people doing it all the time - even myself. gee... I gotta cut that out.
Well, whatever he decides, you gotta love a guy who's willing to "go to any lengths"--:)
How I long for the naivete of youth:)
Anyway, you're right, Joe. I am lazy. Just posted a few pics to redeem myself. Shall try to scrape something sensible together soon.
Sherri
Hey Joe,
You're a true gentleman and I'm proud to have you as a step-half-brother.
So sorry about the rapid demise of AL-POW
better luck with the next venture.
You anonymous people don't understand nothing.
Keep yourself coming back here for the next few days, I have some surprises up my rolled up sleeve. Sherri, Liz, Benji, Gio, Pete, I'm going to need you guyses help.
Joe.
It's not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again because there is no effort without error and shortcomings; who knows the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at best knows in the end the high achievement of triumph, and who at worst, if he fails while daring greatly, knows his place shall never be with those timid and cold souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
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