RVD's Bathroom Reader <body>




                                                              



News Archives



news for December 29th

I was repelling down mount vesuvious, falling to my death AAA! AAA! then I thought, Hansel - haven't you been smoking peote for six straight days? and couldn't some of this be in your head? and that was it, I was totally fine! I've never even been to mount vesuvious! Cool story Hansel. Zoolander rules. Vacation rules. I've been so busy doing absolutely nothing that I've had no time to update. Yesterday we we're at culver's and this lady had an ice cream cone and she was sticking her toungue all the way out as far as she could get it to lick the ice cream, then she looks around to make sure no one is looking, and then just crams the whole thing in her mouth. To learn how to eat an ice cream cone as told by the culver's lady, click here. Well the dance I went to was pretty cool, my date was a babe and I was proud. Pictures page will be changed by new years. After the dance two ugly people were still dancing 2 minutes after the last song had been played and I thought it was gay, plus they were ugly, so I went up to them and I was like "the song was over like 2 minutes ago sooooo what are you doing?" Then they were like "we KNOW" and then they stopped. I was proud that I revealed how gay they were to them. Not much else to mention that would be funny to a mass audience so I'll end this with a classic game I made up. It's called "Is it an excerpt from a note from Natasha to me in 9th grade, Or is it an excerpt from an E-mail from the Guatemalan terror?". It's fun for the whole family : <( Hey how's goin? your car girlfriend hot to you? Me, good.)>
click here for answer
moral of the story is "If we never had to go back to school, would anyone really care?"


news for December 21st

All I came on for is to complain. I hate advertisements period. They are insane. I can't enjoy anything without having company's names smeared in my face. I go to a parade, nothing but advertisements disguised as floats, I go online, so many pop-ads barage me that my computer freezes, I watch tv, I have to sit through more commercials. I almost want to go out and steal stuff just so I don't have to support the same people that torture me with their vomit inducing ads like subway and helsburg diamonds. I became so angry about pop up ads that I boycotted the internet for 5 minutes to draw this picture on my hate for advertisements of the internet kind so check that out. One small story: I got up this morning, looked out my window and sometime last night Tony Monsour had come to my house and drew in the snow with his feet the words "Tony M" and below "POOP" massively. It was a great site to wake up to. Have an amazing break, remembering to check back with the king of earthly wisdom's website every once in a while. Mathematical Moral of the story is "vacation + christmas - wrapping presents + receiving presents - over-break homework / 14 (days until I go back to school) = one hella good time"


news for December 18th

I said another incredibly gay thing today. My brother and I were playing Road Rash for sega genesis and he kept trying to punch people off their bikes instead of going by them and winning so i was like "chris quit trying to jerk them off and just go uuuh i meant uhhhh... NOT jerk them off? ...crap that was so gay". I have to start thinking before I talk. Yup so last game of indoor soccer and chris played with my team, we both scored a goal and had an assist but our skill alone was no match for a team full of varsity players and we lost 10-4. We still dominate though. Well I best be getting to bed so i'm not too tired for a 10 pm showing of lord of the rings II tomorrow. Moral of the story is "If bill hickey leaves, and Al DeMarco gets the boot, i'm quitting school. + i hate visual basic programming"


news for December 17th

I saw the funniest thing on the way home from school today. It was a carpet laying truck with the slogan : "we lay the best and service the rest". Hi-larious. well I'm trying to talk between the two biggest drama queens/kings being jill and Al demarco after al called jill ugly and jill found out and now they are not going to silver belle. It's quite humerous actually. So today I came up with a complex theory on why I can't get any hot chicks to dig me at my school. let's say that to get hot chicks i need a 9-10, okay is 7-8, reasonable is 5-6, and ugly is 1-4. Lets say all these things get you 1 point. Being black, liking rap music, having no future after high school, getting terrible grades, having short neat hair that seems to never move EVER, not having a hobby at all, wearing stupid looking ghetto clothes, is able to be controlled by the girl and spend loads of money on her, caring about getting a new pair of tennis shoes every month, play basketball. Well that leaves me with a whopping zero points, putting me in the ugly girl category. It's okay though because only a faget-oriented school like st. agnes high school could have girls that operate on that point system. One day my day will come, and that day is called the day I go to college. moral of the story is "girls at st. agnes, just like almost everybody else, are so queer".


news for December 16th

Yahoo for my school being a bunch of bungling morons. I had an hour and 20 minute lunch period today just because teachers are too stupid to figure out to send us to fourth hour. Then on the day before a big speech/paper is due in history and no one has any idea what to do because our teacher is too stupid to clarify, he's gone. It was the biggest waste of 6 hours in a day I've ever had...EVER. Well instead of memorizing my speech for tomorrow I spent the entire day sleeping and playing Road Rash so I guess you could say it's time to go start on my homework. hmmmm nope, it's actually time to go play guitar, take a shower, and then study. hmmmm no no no, then play guitar more. Moral of the story is "homework is best done during class at school, that way you don't waste any precious home time".


news for December 14th

Ah, I have returned from my GLORIOUS trip to Chicago. sorry about the basic down time in updating during that period. Today I decided that my need for money is stronger than my need to be lazy, so I printed out some banners that said "Help the needy in this holiday season" and headed out to swindle some suckers out of their money by selling my old st. agnes candy bars at the mall of america. Unfortunately it was too dark by the time my brother and I got there, so we decided to hold off any illigal fundraising activities until a further date. The rest of the night was us walking around for 3 straight hours, culminating in chris buying a $10 picture frame. Wahoo. Moral of the story is "I can't wait to get out of high school, nay, I MUST get out of high school"


news for December 11th

About 5 or 6 days ago, the day before luis left, we are heading to best buy and we are at the front door of my house and two kids run by my front door, one holding a plastic sword and the other has a spear. I was like okay that was the wierdest thing i've ever seen. So we walk out the door and two more kids in bandanas with plastic swords and spears are just standing at the side of my house. I was like "what are you doing?" and they just stood there like i couldn't see them, so i made a snowball and hit one of the kids and he still just stood there, so I got in my car and drove off. What a couple of wierdos. Well I'm going to go do stuff like doing stuff people that do do stuff so i'll leave you with a College University Quote:

(holding a kermit the frog PEZ dispenser)
Mike and Parks: Who let the kermits out? hoo hoo hoo hoo. who let the kermits out? hoo hoo.
Big Jim: What? It's not cool when I sing who let the dogs out but it is when you sing who let the kermits out?
Mike: Yeah man, just look at him, it's kermit he doesn't know any better, he's PEZ.

Moral of the story is "college university rules"


news for December 10th

I don't feel like updating today. So i'm going to write a poem about tupac shakur, guarenteed to make me enemies.

I wish tupac were deader, than he is now
and if he happened to come around somehow
I'd make sure there's no doubts about his death
I'd take what he should have never had, breath
I'm sick of his "music" his life after death cd's
Tupac loved men and they gave him the "McSqueeze"
Why would you want to listen to him he's not "ill"
Why is he popular i feel like i'm taking crazy pills!

dear god i hate tupac. Moral of the story is "I think you know"


news for December 09th

Wow, today was what I like to call "gay". First thing in the morning I stumble out of bed and hit my head on my computer case, then I have to drive Ian's cousin to school and I keep trying to talk to her and she keeps giving me one word answers making me uncomfortable. "So I heard you came for south st. Paul" (Yup) "How come you left?" (cuz of gossip) "Oh yeah, how come you don't go to eagan" (too big) "what kind of music do you listen to?" (everything). I was like why don't you stop talking so much and let me get a word in or two? Then I had to sit through an hour and 45 minute mass while father welsbacher took his sweet time doing everything. Then after school I had to wait for my sister to get done w/ some school play so I went to "will's guitar shop", came out in 10 minutes to go back to agnes and my car is boxed in the parking lot by a delivery truck. By the time I got back Ian's cousin was gone so I had to drive around looking for her for 15 minutes until I had someone call her cell phone and found at that she was at home somehow. Well thanks for telling me you jerk. What a fatch. None of that was any too funny but I really don't care. moral of today's story is "The only time I have any fun anymore is on weekends. mmmmmmm weeeeekends."


news for December 08th

It was almost like I was alive for two days today. "Day 1" - I had to get up at 4:30 in the morning to take Luis to the airport. I just stood there for like an hour fading in and out of sleep and waking up long enough to oggle the hot guatemalan babes. Then it was time for Luis to take off. I don't remember if I was happy or sad that he left when he did, because I was half sleeping thinking about monkeys wearing underpants and dancing to "relax, dont do it, if you wanna go to it". Then I got home and went back to bed. "Day 2" I woke up round 1, did my hwork, and watched the vikings. I think mike tice should win a nobel prize for innovativeness. Wow you're running on 2nd and 6 again? that's genious! no one will think that you're that stupid and they will call a pass protection play. Wait, once again they didn't and we got stopped. Maybe next time you will fool them with the same play. What an idiot. I hate the vikings, they lose every game exactly the same way, it's like I'm watching a repeat every time I watch them. Well whatever, i'm out of this beast but not until I give you some funny lines that the gay announcers on ESPN made.
"Just look how he holds onto the balls"
"he's a big guy, he loves to pound people"
"Favre really got on his back in a hurry"
"When You're as slow as Biekert is, there's really no time to go down on a guy as fast as Donald Driver"

Moral of the story is "mitch rules for getting me free lunch at culvers. Culvers' burgers rule"


news for December 06th

Lots of funny stuff happened today, lots of stuff to piss me off too. We are watching a play on a field trip today and just talking about rim jobs the whole time really loudly and then Al yells "MAN F&#!ck YOU!" and everybody in the whole place heard it and mrs. bartholemew didn't even care. After school we went to mitch's and drove around holding up a sign that said "show boobs" to people. We showed it to this guy and he laughed so hard, but he didn't flash us so I was dissapointed. Nothing hotter than 50 year old man boobs. After that me and luis drove to best buy to get his PS2. That's when I got really pissed off at him. First off, I hate his richness. He bought $400 worth of stuff for himself for christmas there then asked me if my mom was going to buy me a playstation two for christmas. It sounded like a taunt to me so I told him to "shut his fag mouth". He never understands that i'm mad at him or does and doesnt care. 5 minutes later he asked me if there was any places that sold PS2 games so he could look for "Duke Nukem : planet of the babes" <--- pervert. I told him that we have compUSA and Walmart. He told me wanted to go to compUSA but I told him that it was too far away and that I didn't want to go. Then he looks at me like he's some hard ass and says "I want to go...TONIGHT". I took a deep breath as to not just knock his lights out right then and said "do you know who dumbo is?" ... "yeah" ... "well you look just like him faget, now buy your crap and let's go home. And we're not going to Wal-mart tomorrow anymore either queer". Man i'm awesome. Moral of the story is "Weekends are the greatest thing...EVER"


news for December 05

Yes! field tomorrow = no school. Wahoo! Anyways luis and I were at taco bell and this mexican guy pulls out a giant home phone out of his pocket and starts going "uh huh...yeah...okay...thank you...really?" etc. into it like he's actually talking to somebody and everybody in the whole place is just looking at him knowing he's not really talking to anybody and that he is just crazy so I went up to him and I'm like "hey man can I use your phone I have to call my friend" and he's like "NO! I have to go now" and he leaves. Everybody laughed so hard. I basically spent my whole day today at the stupid holidazzle parade. I sat on a metal vent for 45 minutes to see a bunch of advertisements disguised as floats go by and then went home. hella lame. Well I'm out like a fat kid in dodgeball. Moral of the story is "advertisements are getting out of hand"
By the way, my guestbook is at the bottom of the contact page


news for December 2nd

I'm gonna keep this brief so that I can have some guitar time tonight. So i'm bored at school in study hall today and i'm looking through the internet and I see a game called "Outsmart Ja Rule". I was sure there was going to be like a disclaimer under it that said : WARNING : This game will no be fun unless you are under the age of 6 or just plain retarded. The whole game was about rap music and black movie actors and I still beat him 6-4. I hate Ja Rule. The cool part was that 3 of the names I saw on the leaderboard were "Noel Gallagher", "I hate Ja Rule" and "Rap Sux", an encouraging sign. Well like I said this is going to be brief. Moral of the story is "Weekends are the light at the end of my tunnel"
<<((and sign my guestbook))>>


news for December 1st

O raptiourus jubilation! If there was ever any wonder that Luis is a retarded spoiled brat that has no concept of reality he erased all doubts today. Mitch, Luis and I got hungry so we decided to go to Panera bread to get food because we are broke and have no money to actually buy food anywhere. Mitch goes in to get the food as we wait outside and that's when it happened. Luis asked me if Mitch owns the panera bread store. I was like "are you a retarded idiot? if he owned the store don't you think that we would have a single dollar to buy a soft taco at taco bell with?". Before that at best buy he had another bout of retardanism.

Me : Luis we should get your PS2 tomorrow if your money comes
Luis : Yeah we need to come back tomorrow and get it
Me : yeah if your money comes
Luis : but I need my money first
Me : YES IF YOUR MONEY COMES

Idiot. Despite him being so stupid he's an all right kid and it's going to be semi sad seeing him go next sunday leaving me bored out of my mind. Luckily my family are some of the coolest people on the earth and they keep me entertained. Speaking of family, my brother and Fox came over for the break and we had a blast. I guess you could say it's....time for me to stop typing. Moral of today's story is "It's gonna suck when my bro goes to rome 'til summer"


news for November 28th

My bro chris and his roommate "the fox" finally arrived yesterday. We sat in our living room for 30 minutes while they told us stories of all the times that they have farted on each other. Just like old times. Fox told me one that he was watching tv and chris was like "hold up fox, i gotta walk in front of the tv real quick, so fox pauses the tv and chris walks in front of fox, stops, and farts right in his face and then goes back to doing his homework. After the recovery time, Fox turns to chris and says "you didn't really need to walk by me did you?". I think you know the answer. Well, it's thanksgiving and I'm going to do the RVD list of things i'm thankful for. Kick It.