<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:56:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lloyd</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-2137265159639824798</id><published>2007-04-29T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:22:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Home Two Socks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgGAeRbiI/AAAAAAAAACc/l-QgxoSJ_MI/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgGAeRbiI/AAAAAAAAACc/l-QgxoSJ_MI/s320/Picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059055412743073314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy fuck I'm Prom King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just proves it...I kick some major ass...people love me and all of that...I still cant fucking believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the way they told us was that all the court members walked down the isle and were give a electric rose with there name on it, when you squeezed the top, if you won, it would lite up....I looked down at mine and was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck, they mixed mine up with Andrews, how embarrassing &lt;/span&gt;(Andrew is a retarded jock who seriously cant read but everyone seems to be in love with him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then when the guy said my name I just stood there for about 20 seconds and my d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ate (who did not get Queen) had to shove me.  I went to dance and take pictures with my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; queen and with all the other people who wanted a piece of my royal ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgbweRbjI/AAAAAAAAACk/tdck0ZpkLw4/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgbweRbjI/AAAAAAAAACk/tdck0ZpkLw4/s320/Picture+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059055786405228082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the best part about it was the look on that dumb fuck Andrews face when he didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; get it...the whole night we was say "I got this in the bag", "Kings a lock"...fuck off you retard, I'm better than you!  He didn't even look at me the rest of the night, but when I looked over at him, I could see him look at me with hatred in his eyes...awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVfaQeRbhI/AAAAAAAAACU/ypsCW3H56cg/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVfaQeRbhI/AAAAAAAAACU/ypsCW3H56cg/s320/Picture+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059054661123796498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only down side is that I have to go back next year to give it away...I never wanted it in the first place, and now they are making me go back?  Fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgsweRbkI/AAAAAAAAACs/0AB9N-l0mfk/s1600-h/me%26danielle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgsweRbkI/AAAAAAAAACs/0AB9N-l0mfk/s320/me%26danielle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059056078463004226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday will be the last time in a long time I get to see my oldest brother...my entire family and our significant others (&lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nate James&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://getoffmebloominshipmate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;, Fonz, Andrea, The Lloyd, Rachael, Dad, Mom) are all going out to eat and say our good byes.  Hes moving to Arizona, don't ask me why, in about 2 weeks making the final end to his Wisconsin home...I just got off the phone with him and he was being a total douche fucker so I'm not going to miss him...thats a lie, yes I will...he started my love of music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dances With Wolves is the shit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-2137265159639824798?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2137265159639824798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=2137265159639824798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/2137265159639824798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/2137265159639824798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/go-home-two-socks.html' title='Go Home Two Socks!'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RjVgGAeRbiI/AAAAAAAAACc/l-QgxoSJ_MI/s72-c/Picture+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-6920984607942914704</id><published>2007-04-25T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:08:14.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy God the Decemberists are the coolest things on 10 legs..no joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom is this Saturday and the place where I ordered my tux hasn't called back saying that I can come get it...I think I'm fucked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night something really weird happened...a really good friend of mine and I had a little talk.  OK I always knew that she loved me in a romantic way, but she never did anything about it...now that I am dating Rachael she comes out and says it...well what the fuck am I suppose to do?...I love Rachael more than anything, im not going to just give her up because this girl feels that she has seniority...soooo I kinda had to crush her, and I hope that she realizes that she will always be important to me, just not Rachael important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm playing guitar and it just now hits me...I'm awesome....seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I suck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-6920984607942914704?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6920984607942914704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=6920984607942914704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/6920984607942914704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/6920984607942914704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-rant.html' title='Another Rant'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-7232005352092443111</id><published>2007-04-15T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T18:29:58.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bologna Has A First Name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently I have been spending "too much" time with Rachael...fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just kinda blew up at me because I told her that I wanted to go to her house tonight, and because I was already there this afternoon, she said no.&lt;br /&gt;She feels we are moving to fast for only being 17, but I think different...I love this girl, I can honestly say I have never felt this way about another person...my family might think that I'm moving to fast, that I'm stupid and don't know what im talking about, but fuck them.  I haven't gotten my two brothers opinions, of which I hold much higher than my parents', but I hope at least they will understand...I mean, they are both in love I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RiLQgrMPvxI/AAAAAAAAACE/N9IeukYzKcw/s1600-h/rachael2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RiLQgrMPvxI/AAAAAAAAACE/N9IeukYzKcw/s320/rachael2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053830991631597330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant see the end of this relationship...in all my others, I was able to see the whole thing...the great beginning, the boring middle, and the bitter end...I cant see the last two parts of this one, and I hope to God that she doesn't get sick of me.  We have so much in common and...wow..I just love this girl, for to many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also had to have the talk about sex with my mom...how she thinks the only reason I'm alive is to have sex....yup, that was pleasant...but my oldest brother also had to have the talk with her, and he survived...I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS  O.S.C.A.R!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-7232005352092443111?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7232005352092443111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=7232005352092443111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/7232005352092443111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/7232005352092443111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-bologna-has-first-name.html' title='My Bologna Has A First Name...'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RiLQgrMPvxI/AAAAAAAAACE/N9IeukYzKcw/s72-c/rachael2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-686917492222133809</id><published>2007-04-08T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:53:18.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dont know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apperently people feel the need to piss on my happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On facebook, I write on Rachaels "wall" all the time and alot of that is just stupid flirty stuff that is not to be taken seriously...so what do you little shit heads go do? You take it seriously and tell her father (who already doesnt like me)...Thank you for that...Seriously, thank you for trying to take away the one last shred of happiness I have left...want to be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw &lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com"&gt;Nates&lt;/a&gt; ex girlfriend the other day when I was comming home from Rachaels...I started to swerve to hit her, but then thought I already have $500 worth of tickets and the last thing I need is one for vehicular man-slaughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, her parents just beleived everything! This day just keeps getting better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do...I need someone to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-686917492222133809?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/686917492222133809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=686917492222133809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/686917492222133809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/686917492222133809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-just-dont-know.html' title='I just dont know...'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-8691766141272125859</id><published>2007-04-03T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:24:53.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This suit is NOT black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKaTYPshJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gAdwrGfw0YA/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKaTYPshJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gAdwrGfw0YA/s320/Picture+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049267789952222354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Netflix came today!...thanks to this divine invention, I am now watching BORAT, and later, BLOOD DIMOND...awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael is comming over tonight to watch Borat, but the only downside is that she WILL watch this movie, not just have it backround noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, &lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nate&lt;/a&gt; was telling me that it was because of him that more and more people are starting blogs, and I guess, in a way, hes right...&lt;a href="http://auto-immune-deficient.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachael&lt;/a&gt; just started one..her entire first post is about me and her best friend, so if you like mushy romantic stuff, I would read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKbCIPshKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BSx615XLTzc/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKbCIPshKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BSx615XLTzc/s320/Picture+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049268593111106722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning on taking pictures last night, so I could finally have some new one of us on here, but that didnt really happen...I got to her house at about 7:30 and we watched the end to Mean Girls.     (you are going to think Im a total sally, but that movie is freaking hilarious)   Then we wanted to go get some ice cream...the original idea was to go to the local ice station in town, but this town sucks, so we went to Culvers in the next town over and it was damn good, although half of hers ended up on my dining room floor for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to her house and sat of her front porch and talked for about 2 hours and it was the greatest 2 hours of my life...I was soooooo relaxed&lt;br /&gt;"oh shit! go get your camera"&lt;br /&gt;"cameras dead"&lt;br /&gt;"...shit..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to call nate tongiht to comfirm my visit for Wensday, I just wish Jake would be there to and we could have a whole brothers night where we all get totaly mashed and think that we are the three funniest people on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKZdIPshII/AAAAAAAAABs/xxvgZt08BqE/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKZdIPshII/AAAAAAAAABs/xxvgZt08BqE/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049266857944319106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at this picture and I cant help but think, what would they say?...Would Lloyd 15 years ago already show his awesomidity...would Nate show signs of his amazing photgraphy?...would Jake have the presence of a guitar great?  (wow...I just found something nice to say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-8691766141272125859?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8691766141272125859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=8691766141272125859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/8691766141272125859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/8691766141272125859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-suit-is-not-black.html' title='This suit is NOT black'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhKaTYPshJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gAdwrGfw0YA/s72-c/Picture+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-6790599586267548432</id><published>2007-04-02T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T11:51:41.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry wall can suck my balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFPF4PshGI/AAAAAAAAABc/5N_kdCcO_bs/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFPF4PshGI/AAAAAAAAABc/5N_kdCcO_bs/s320/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048903619675194466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My parents are still working on the bathroom...well its really only my dad, my mom just tells him what to do, seeing as shes a weakling and cant do anything herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of saturday I had to help dad put up the drywall...I fucking hate drywall...it never does what you want and then it breaks and you shout out-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GOD FUCKING DAMN IT! I HATE THIS STUPID SHIT! &lt;/span&gt;And then your parents look at you in disbelief that those words came out of your mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFOsIPshFI/AAAAAAAAABU/jdqKG_eHeuE/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFOsIPshFI/AAAAAAAAABU/jdqKG_eHeuE/s320/Picture+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048903177293562962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To top it off, Rachael was getting her nose peirced on Saturday and instead of going with her and having a good time, I had to be at home...getting yelled at...working my fingers to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking that Wensday im going to go to &lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nates&lt;/a&gt;, to spend some time with my older brother and &lt;a href="http://getoffmebloominshipmate.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; , and hopfully, get nice and intoxicated...but if Rachael comes, no Alcohol will be ingested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFPUoPshHI/AAAAAAAAABk/z5Vof2hiorU/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFPUoPshHI/AAAAAAAAABk/z5Vof2hiorU/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048903873078264946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, Nate came home on Friday and I was all : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All right, another person to help with teh bathroom so it can be done faster. &lt;/span&gt;What does that bastard do? Goes home at 3:00 Saturday morning! Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night Rachael came over with the intention of watching The Departed ( if you have not seen this movie, you suck...stop reading and go watch it...) but we never really got to it...sure, it was playing in the backround..but eyes were not focused on the TV *wink*.....but now Im bummed because it is really a great movie and she NEEDS to see it, so we have to think of another idea on how shes going to see it...any sugestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-6790599586267548432?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6790599586267548432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=6790599586267548432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/6790599586267548432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/6790599586267548432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/dry-wall-can-suck-my-balls.html' title='Dry wall can suck my balls'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RhFPF4PshGI/AAAAAAAAABc/5N_kdCcO_bs/s72-c/Picture+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-2985348293833362188</id><published>2007-03-28T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:14:36.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I FUCKING TOLD YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking to Rachael tonight I heard some troubling news...&lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nates&lt;/a&gt; ex-girlfriend has been telling Rachael and her family lies about me, to make them hate me and to have her break up with me...FUCK!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIE-The Lloyd has a ton of girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;TRUTH-The Lloyd has had 2 serious girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;LIE-The Lloyd thinks very highly of himself&lt;br /&gt;TRUTH-I suck&lt;br /&gt;LIE-When I get bored with girl I make her feel insecure&lt;br /&gt;TRUTH-My last girlfriend had no idea I was breaking up with her, so she obviously didn't feel like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Nates ex-girlfriend wasn't such a fucking cunt, she would be able to see that those feeling probably came AFTER the GOD DAMN breakup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE Mayville people!...they all need to die...except for Rachael of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bitch probably undid all the charm I did on her mom...now I have to win her back...FUCKING SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Nate when he was dating her that she was a bitch...when they broke up..bitch..when he wanted her back and she just played him...bitch...I hate her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this girl...I mean REALLY like her...shes the best thing I have going right now, and this little cum dumpster feels the need to shit on it...fuck her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one thing can cheer me up now...Bruce Springsteen...jungle land bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, im all vented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-2985348293833362188?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2985348293833362188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=2985348293833362188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/2985348293833362188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/2985348293833362188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-fucking-told-you.html' title='I FUCKING TOLD YOU!'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-5556198528218954438</id><published>2007-03-27T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T11:48:14.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isnt he 50?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/Rgm4RIPshEI/AAAAAAAAABM/pBZEboJDMEc/s1600-h/rachael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/Rgm4RIPshEI/AAAAAAAAABM/pBZEboJDMEc/s320/rachael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046767461855953986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the first time I met Rachael's parents.  Her mom was automatically taken in by my witty charm and dashingly good looks, but her dad didn't seem so impressed.  We were sitting on the couch watching a movie ( The Guardian...it wasn't that bad)  and I had my arm around her...he comes into the room and just stares at me with pure hatred in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, her last boyfriend messed her up pretty bad and it took a lot for her to get over it...your typical douchebag/jackoff asshole..but guys like that make me want to beat the living shit out of them...so I can understand where he is coming from, but still...im awesome, he SHOULD be able to see that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made sushi, and it was damn good...I told her that if she made it for &lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nate&lt;/a&gt;, she would immediately be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called me today after work and talked to me about my grades...apparently I'm a fucking retard and can barely feed myself...mom and dad asked him to talk to me about it, proving that they don't think I listen to them when they talk...I DO listen to them, but because they talk to me about it all the time, it doesn't affect me anymore...if they would leave me alone for a while and just let me do it my way, I'm sure that my grades will improve...next year is senior year and, I guess, that its the easiest of the three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the Guardian, Kevin Costner, is a coast guard rescue guy...the whole time I couldn't help thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isn't that guy 50ish?  He wouldn't be jumping into freezing water and swimming for miles at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But the movie wasn't half bad, Netflix it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-5556198528218954438?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5556198528218954438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=5556198528218954438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/5556198528218954438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/5556198528218954438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/isnt-he-50.html' title='Isnt he 50?'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/Rgm4RIPshEI/AAAAAAAAABM/pBZEboJDMEc/s72-c/rachael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-3149194749648267948</id><published>2007-03-24T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T11:53:06.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights, Camera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well &lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nate&lt;/a&gt; reformatted my computer so I lost all my pictures and all the music I had on here...god damn it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week he came home and left last night and, as if by instinct, was being a total douche to me basically the whole time...well except for when he left and I had to hold the door open for him....oh, and he tried to teach me WoW, which I couldn't understand for shit. In playing WoW, he took my internet connection away so I could not blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last day of the school play, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romea and Julian &lt;/span&gt;and that just made my life SO much better.  I enjoy doing the play, but playing Shakespeare in high school just shouldn't be done, we cant handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, me and Rachael (girlfriend) went to go see a movie...we planned on going to Zodiac, but it wasn't playing in Hartford anymore and all the other movies looked like they were going to suck balls so I drove to West bend and the choices  there  were still not impressive.  We settled on Night at the Museum, and it actually wasn't bad, if you like comedy and know a little something about history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that some of you took me last post as me being a racist...I am not a racist, im hilarious...there is a difference...racists go around belittling the "African American" community where as I go around making jokes about people who belittle the "African American" community...if you cant understand that...fuck off...im just kidding, read my blog please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...God damn it, I want my pictures back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-3149194749648267948?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3149194749648267948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=3149194749648267948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/3149194749648267948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/3149194749648267948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/lights-camera.html' title='Lights, Camera...'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-7622871508238372347</id><published>2007-03-16T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:04:02.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Asshole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfsUDbsmpuI/AAAAAAAAABE/53ubqBNLR3Q/s1600-h/basement+pics+1+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfsUDbsmpuI/AAAAAAAAABE/53ubqBNLR3Q/s320/basement+pics+1+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042646256978405090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In gym the other day, as a joke, I called the black kid in our class a black asshole...now I was kicking his ass at Badmitten so he was already pissed...so when I shout out&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU BLACK ASSHOLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;  it was not well received, but not by him, he was totally cool about it, but the sub we had that day was my city's mayor, and he didn't like it to much, he yelled at me, but I didn't get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I realize it..I can swear all I want in school and I wont get in trouble...in History-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hitler was fucking crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont understand this shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck off Mr. Doe, the Beatles rock the shit&lt;/span&gt; Food-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey Mrs. Thomas, wanna fuck&lt;/span&gt;? (that didn't happen, because I would have had my balls removed...and shes as loose as Cartman's mom)&lt;br /&gt;....Swearing fucking rules you ass sucking cock eaters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to see another movie tonight after dinner with my friend...Im going to eat meat and for those of you who are not Catholic, thats a no-no during lent, but I am in the transition form being a Catholic to a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unitarian_Universalist"&gt;Unitarian Universalist&lt;/a&gt; so I dont think its bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all next week off...no work...no feeding old people...no having to put up with shit eaters...thank you Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my longest post yet...WO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unitarian_Universalist"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-7622871508238372347?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7622871508238372347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=7622871508238372347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/7622871508238372347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/7622871508238372347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/black-asshole.html' title='Black Asshole'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfsUDbsmpuI/AAAAAAAAABE/53ubqBNLR3Q/s72-c/basement+pics+1+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-1329489123509548366</id><published>2007-03-14T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:59:40.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you with ever inch of my being</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/Rfin7rsmptI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SNAMftzJi4c/s1600-h/basement+pics+1+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/Rfin7rsmptI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SNAMftzJi4c/s320/basement+pics+1+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041964426625197778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$312...$312 is what it will cost me for passing a school bus...shit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a good day all around...I had work and it totally sucked..the cook that I wanted to have kill herself didn't, bummer...I found out about the ticket...I had CCD and she still sucks balls (not literally of course...that would be sweet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side &lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com/"&gt;Netflix&lt;/a&gt; came today and I got Starship Troopers and Sin City.  The girl from ST is fucking hott.  I'd do nasty things to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fourtyblocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nate&lt;/a&gt; comes home next week for spring break and he's bring World of Warcraft with him, that should be pretty fun...I'll hopefully have some pictures of a drunken Nate and myself by the end of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-1329489123509548366?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1329489123509548366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=1329489123509548366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/1329489123509548366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/1329489123509548366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-you-with-ever-inch-of-my-being.html' title='I hate you with ever inch of my being'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/Rfin7rsmptI/AAAAAAAAAA8/SNAMftzJi4c/s72-c/basement+pics+1+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-2540421961941002933</id><published>2007-03-12T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:16:14.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck my Dick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfYJCrsmpsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pfOq0X0RbZg/s1600-h/basement+pics+1+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfYJCrsmpsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pfOq0X0RbZg/s320/basement+pics+1+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041226774582044354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What can I say?-Vodka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The ONLY black person in our school walked in today and sang at the top of his lungs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm a hardcore nigger, suck my dick"&lt;/span&gt; and all of us were just laughing our asses off for several reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About 2 weeks ago he played the race card in order to get out of trouble and we knew he was going to do it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone goes silent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The teachers had no fucking clue what to do, because he is black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A good way to tell how stupid people really are, just watch cops.  This guy called the cops because the guy he was trying to buy cocaine from just sold him plaster, and he wanted his money back...of course the other guy said no it was really coke...the cop did nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thumb fucking hurts! I jammed it at work and started swearing my head off, I think I scared the cook...oh well, shes a bitch anyways, and if I offended her maybe she'll take that as a sign that no one wants her there and she'll quit...or maybe ever kill herself...is that going to far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I roll wit twelve gangs, whateva, I do what I want"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-2540421961941002933?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2540421961941002933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=2540421961941002933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/2540421961941002933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/2540421961941002933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/suck-my-dick.html' title='Suck my Dick'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfYJCrsmpsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pfOq0X0RbZg/s72-c/basement+pics+1+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-7840476136156989957</id><published>2007-03-11T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T18:40:17.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smuckers lube</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfSvOLsmprI/AAAAAAAAAAs/npaKGv11MiE/s1600-h/n508647213_15801_230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfSvOLsmprI/AAAAAAAAAAs/npaKGv11MiE/s320/n508647213_15801_230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040846541127329458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peter-they were out of KY jelly so I got Smuckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The question I have about this was: Would people actually buy Jelly in place of lube?   Talking to a friend I realized, yes, people would DEFIANTLY buy it for the following reasons&lt;br /&gt;1. People buy edible panties, which are about the same thing&lt;br /&gt;2. People have sex with midgets, so they NEED lube&lt;br /&gt;3. You can fuck your lady, then make a sandwich..every mans cream dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been pressuring me to make decisions about my future and all I can think is...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why the fuck should I?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;only 17 and with the way medicine is advancing I truly beleive  that I will live to be 500 years old...500 years old?..I'm a fucking idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get...out of my...flashback..you dirty Jew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Eric Cartman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-7840476136156989957?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7840476136156989957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=7840476136156989957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/7840476136156989957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/7840476136156989957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/smuckers-lube.html' title='Smuckers lube'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfSvOLsmprI/AAAAAAAAAAs/npaKGv11MiE/s72-c/n508647213_15801_230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-4062900664710093788</id><published>2007-03-10T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:01:49.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfONHrsmpqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wlUpW9Raj3c/s1600-h/brent+pic+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfONHrsmpqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wlUpW9Raj3c/s320/brent+pic+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040527571086124706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got back from Zodiac with my friend, and it was totally tits. I recommend it to anyone who would like there socks blown off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I busted the shit out of a few walls today, talk about a stress reliever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMASH!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;FUCK YOU BUSH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMASH!-FUCK YOU KIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMASH!-FUCK YOU GLOBAL WARMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMASH!-AND FUCK YOU BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my wall banging experience, which started at about 11, I watched about 3 or 4 hours of Band of Brothers and I found out, WWII sucked...there was death...Germans...people shitting on fox holes ( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUN ALLERT!&lt;/span&gt;   talk about your shit holes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks the fist post where I dont reference South Park...Dirty Jew...damn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-4062900664710093788?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4062900664710093788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=4062900664710093788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/4062900664710093788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/4062900664710093788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/zodiac.html' title='Zodiac'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfONHrsmpqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wlUpW9Raj3c/s72-c/brent+pic+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-6879262297783640274</id><published>2007-03-09T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:15:51.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bag Full of Douches</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This has not been my year when it comes to cops.  At the end of January I was going to help my brother out of the ditch when, about 50 feet away from him, I went in...what did the douche bag cop do? Gave me 4 points and a $200 ticket, thats what! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, I was coming home from school when I got pulled over for going 15 over the limit...FUCK THAT, the only reason it was 15 was because kids were walking around, and if they were walking in the middle of the street, they deserved to be hit and die a painful death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day I was on my way to work and there was a school bus ahead of me with the stop sign out and lights flashing, kids were getting off.  Well I thought I could just turn seeing as the bus wasn't at all close to where I was turning...NO!  I find out last night I'm getting a ticket for that to, and I dont have all that much money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All a cop is, is a big bag fulled with used douches...douches that have been infected with AIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-6879262297783640274?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6879262297783640274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=6879262297783640274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/6879262297783640274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/6879262297783640274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/big-bag-full-of-douches.html' title='Big Bag Full of Douches'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-98268194240906153</id><published>2007-03-08T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:10:08.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F'd in the A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfB7mSydkHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nvVFEQCQsjM/s1600-h/n508647213_15788_8652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfB7mSydkHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nvVFEQCQsjM/s320/n508647213_15788_8652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039663880836321394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had CCD (religion) last night and, again it was a complete disaster.  The "teacher" and I do not get along at all because I think that science has proven some things that the bible has said wrong, like the bible says that Jesus was an only son, but SCIENCE has said that he had a brother, and from different tests, they have proven it..but does she except this? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I cant base my reasonings off of things I have read in the latest issue of National Geographic, so then I think she cant base hers off a book that is 2000 years old...FUCK!  I have faith and all, but some things like that just dont add up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel all bowling ballish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-98268194240906153?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/98268194240906153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=98268194240906153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/98268194240906153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/98268194240906153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/fd-in-a.html' title='F&apos;d in the A'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_k6dVtAI856g/RfB7mSydkHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nvVFEQCQsjM/s72-c/n508647213_15788_8652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-1756970514048793887</id><published>2007-03-07T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:24:54.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post?</title><content type='html'>i need help everyone...give me some tips on how this whole blog thing works, and for the love of god, help me make it look interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom is coming up, and I am a junior so ill will be going...for those of you who dont know me, i dont go to dances.  If i wanted to listen to shitty music while people are crying over who danced with who, i could do that at home for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, i am going with one of my best friends, and her main selling point to get me to go was that her tits were going to look amazing, so of course i wasn't going to say no...who knows, maybe we'll get messed up enough to make some bad decisions that we will regret in the morning but feels oh so right at the time...it could happen...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things a little more interesting, im looking to buy a clear suit so that everyone can see my junk.  It'll cost more, but it will be worth it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-1756970514048793887?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1756970514048793887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=1756970514048793887' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/1756970514048793887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/1756970514048793887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-post.html' title='Another post?'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3064097633610064491.post-139781214314092829</id><published>2007-03-06T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:38:15.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Chili Bowl</title><content type='html'>Hello and welcome to the newest blog on the planet...by coming here you have proven you have absolutely nothing better to do, just as i have nothing better to do then to start a blog...right now my computer has a virus so don't know how frequent my posts will be for now (GOD DAMN IT I HATE FUCKING VIRUSES!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have Tourette's...no i dont...thats not funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out players&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3064097633610064491-139781214314092829?l=thelloydblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/feeds/139781214314092829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3064097633610064491&amp;postID=139781214314092829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/139781214314092829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3064097633610064491/posts/default/139781214314092829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelloydblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/texas-chili-bowl.html' title='Texas Chili Bowl'/><author><name>Lloyd</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05413968714360284788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
