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So today's super bowl sunday! Whoopy! Well, in my opinion, I couldn't care less about the superbowl, or football for that matter. It's just a game and I know people who cry over it. What's so fun about watching guys tackle eachother? I don't even know who's playing this year. Some people like to think of it as the one day in the year where you can be a slob and unite with others to watch a good wholesome game of football, regardless of age, gender, race, or blood type. But that clever bond co...

There's always a place in you're house where you don't like being, right? I, like most others, don't always like going in my basement. Maybe it's a slightly childish fear, but when I usually go down there, at night, there are always a few things I like to be done. The work out room in my house happens to be in the basement, and sometimes the door isn't closed. I'm afraid something might be in there! Okay, maybe not, but late at night when you're staring into a dark room, you don't wanna take ...

At one point in time, there were actual mystical creatures on our planet Earth! This mystical creature story takes place in a European village, a small area with lots of forest land and hay rooftops. Among all these trees, lived a teenage griffin named Griff. In case you didn’t know, griffins have the head, wings and front talons of an eagle, and the tail, back body and back claws of a lion. Griff was huge and mighty with a beautiful brown coat. He had wondrous, blue, almost white eyes. He ha...

I knew it the whole time. It's society though. It's not okay to be fat. It's not okay to be too skinny. It's not okay...to be gay. The thing is that being a boy, it's like you have to be into cars or football. Elementary school was hell. At recess, boys would play soccer or football, while the girls would sit around and chat. I had some friends that were girls and some friends that were boys. That meant at recess, I was somewhere in the middle. I didn't see why boys wanted to be so rough and ...

At a time in your life, Your life was a platter of sex and violence What’s the difference of watching it on film? You can tell when they make sure you can’t escape It is different You can feel your life morph As the film goes on A device keeps your eyes open Sickness spreads like a virus Vomit creeps up your throat As you helplessly watch acts of rape and violence Gnarled up in a straight jacket You feel the loneliness of death Jabbing at your brain You wish you were dead You can’t escape the...