That "Bat-Shit crazy thing Part VI

I know that I had promised 11 things per post, but for some reason I did not anticipate on making it this far in the list, So I guess you get 13. I only like things that are even or divisible by 5. I know that 13 is not, but 110 is. I think I have almost killed this "Bat-Shit Crazy" thing. So for now this is the end of the list. I am sorry to you all who have come to love the list. But I am tired of it, and need to move on to even more pointless lists of things to do to make people think your squirrelly nuts, or what ever. I am craving a cigarette now, so I am gonna cut this thing short. Take it easy, and have fun convincing people that you are "Legit Bat-Shit Crazy."

That damn "Bat-Shit Crazy" list thing Part V

Well yet another friggin' installment to this damn "Bat-Shit Crazy" thing.

Bat-Shit Crazy Part IV

Some more "Bat-Shit Crazy" things to do:

"Legit Bat-Shit Crazy" Part III

I know that you have been patiently waiting, and her it is. Yay, another "Bat-Shit Crazy" update.

Drinking Binge Part 2 (The one with the doormat nap)

Now that I realized I made the vague reference in Drinking Binge Part 1 that there would be a subsequent Part 2, I feel somewhat obligated to finish that day’s events. But I think I have learned my lesson, never name something “…Part 1” if you are unsure about making a Part 2. I know that that seems like one of them well no shit moments, but I was not intending it that way. I just wanted to add a little more bravado to the title. Drinking Binge Part 1 sounds so much more thrilling than Drinking Binge. See, I recently realized that I have this huge vault of stories, which people would love to hear. Yes, you would love to hear them. It is not even optional at this point. 

Drunken Binge Part 1 (The One With Drunken Poem Reading)

Here is a poem that I wrote a while back. I wrote it for this girl that I liked. But me, being the socially awkward type, and having less courage than the damn lion form The Wizard of Oz, I got really drunk and then decided to read it to her. I knew that I would have never been able to read it to her otherwise, because of the aforementioned character flaws.

How to make people think that you are "Legit Bat-Shit Crazy" Part II

After the last time I updated the "Bat-Shit Crazy list, which most of you probably never noticed. See the list originally contained I believe 20, but then I updated it to 50. After doing this, and seeing the positive response I figured that I would milk this thing for a while. So this update will not be too long. I was tempted to only do 10 things, but I do not know. That seemed like I would be cutting you guys short. So just for the hell of it I will give you 11 thing to do to make people think that you are "legit Bat-Shit Crazy."

Sweet Home Alabama

Have you ever had someone from another place move into your neighborhood. If the simply come from a different city, they are a bit strange. But if they come from a different state, or even country, they are all together weird. Now imagine their point of view, you are so much stranger than them.

Happy Zombie Apocalypse

This year for Easter, instead of spending time with my family, like I usually do, I decided to say screw it and spend some time with myself. To me the whole celebration of Easter is a bit dumb anyways.

How to make people think that you are 'Legit Bat-Shit Crazy'

 

Recently I made a decision that I wanted to make people think I was 'Legit Bat-Shit Crazy.' This is not hard, especially with some of my family members. So I have been working on a list of things to do to convince people of this. Most of them require some talent, but with daily use anyone should be able to master 'Bat-Shit Craziness!'

Southern Gun Owners!!!

As I have previously alluded to, I am from the South. Georgia to be more specific. Now granted, Georgia is probably one of the most advanced and progressive of the Southern states (but I am kind of biased). When I say Southern I mean south-eastern, so all of the states west of the Mississippi (which may not be my favorite state, but is my favorite to spell) are not Southern to me. I know that they are technically southern, but they are not "Southern."

Oh Carmen, you whore!!!

I saw Carmen, the opera, last night. I had never seen an opera before, so when I seen that my school was putting on a production of it, I could not pass up the opera-tunity. So I went and got my tickets early, apparently VERY early. I did not even really pay much attention when I was getting the tickets, and the ticket lady did not really ask me where I wanted to sit. So I unsuspectingly got these what turned out to be pretty damn good tickets.

Peter Pan-da

When I was in sixth grade, I went on a trip with my school to Washington, D. C.. It was a pretty cool trip, I enjoyed it a lot. The only downside of it was that I went on the trip in 2002, after 9/11, so we did not do a good bit of the stuff that was on our itinerary. We were supposed to go to the Capitol, and I think the White House, but apparently they were afraid that a bunch of sixth graders were going to commit some act of terrorism that would devastate our country.

The Great Most Epic Gummy Bear Saga Freakin' Ever!

The other day when I was at Wal-Mart I bought a GIANT bag of my favorite candy ever: Gummy Bears. My favorite brand of them is the Black Forest kind, but since my Wal-Mart does not apparently support that particular brand of delicious gummy treats, I settled for the Great Value brand (which is actually not that bad).

Oh Krispy Kreme Donuts, You Have Failed Me For The Last Time!

I had went home last weekend, mostly to do some laundry and get money. But I also enjoyed seeing my mum and dad, and my adorable chihuahua Biscut. Although he is a pain in the ass sometimes, I do love him very much. Even when he bites my ankles or nips at my fingers (liitle bastard).

Sunday afternoon my mum and I were heading back to Carrollton (Oh Boy!) and after going most of the ride in complete silence (awkward), we finally decided to stop at Walmart to get me some much needed supplies and rations of Great Value frosted wild berry toaster pastries and Sam's Cola (yeah I'm to cheap to buy the name brand stuff). Well after getting the essentials, and a can opener and some tweezers, we were standing in the checkout line.