He did it, because we all do not have the guts to!

Played Rockband for six hours........ think I might die.... If you find this, please send help! I am very sick.
went to get sleep be back soon.

Oh and I found these.




The trailer got leaked as well, but it's really shitty quality. I watched it a few times to see what was going on. Having only seen that much, I can safely say it will be the greatest movie ever made by human people. I'm going to I Am Legend tomorrow with Matty. Ian really liked it. Said the CG sucked and the ending was lame, but the movie is good up til then. I'm excited. That's all I could ask for. In the book you hardly see the creatures anyway. Another reason to see this is that the same TDK trailer I mentioned above will show before it. That alone is worth the price of admission. I guarantee it.

I feel like i'm puming too much fluff into this blog of late, rather than giving you all the Stephen Santa Cruz Experience®.*
I'm sure the movie stuff is cool, but I can't build a blog solely off of that.

So here we go..... some substance.......

Okay current events....... lets see.

So, howabout that buffoon of a Presiden.......no, no, Bush bashing is no longer needed, nor relevant or funny.
Hmm... Batma........ no, see damnit. there I go again!

Oh, okay here we go, one time some girl left her cell phone on the counter at Jimmy Johns, and My manager jokingly said, "I bet she's got a ton of naked pics on that thing. I said, "No way!" He was like,"Dude yeah, they all do." We paused for a moment. Then......unlocked that key pad with gusto!! We search through the pictures and there was nothing, nothing, nothing, pics of dumb dog, stupid boyfriend, stupid boyfriend playing guitar, boring titties, sports car....Oh wait!! Yeah! TITTIES!! And not only that, but a full body MYSPACE style shot! Oh and this girl was really hot. Really hot. So that, I guess make the titties that much better. This was amazing! We spent a good twenty minutes looking at that photo because, goddamnit, there are so few pleasures left in this life and the sudden rush of adrenaline one receives when looking at a strangers titties is like crack to a....well, someone who likes crack a lot, I guess. I'm getting away from my story. So there we are (not being perverted voyeurs) click, clacking through the chicks nokia. Alas, there was only that one photo, but we sure got some mileage out of it. Meaning, I did not masturbate in store. Or, uh.....anywhere else for that matter. Suddenly, there she is! Walking up to the store. Luckily, knowing this model, I mashed the proper code with haste to lock the keys, tossed it to my manager who placed it the very same spot we'd found it. We jumped into Jimmy Johns worker poses and nonchalantly, uh... worked.

"Did you find a phone?" she asks. "A what?" I say-my manager shrugs. "Oh, here it is!" she say, then walks out. Once she leaves we look at eachother and smile, then HIGH FIVE!!!! And I distinctly remember hearing the end music from the Breakfast Club start to play as we hung there frozen in the air.

"Don, don, don, don't you forget about me......"

Fade out.


So, now I'm convinced, every girl walking the streets with a cell phone has at least one naked picture of herself. At all times.
It must be some kind of club, I'm not aware of, which is weird cause I'm usually on top of my shit. Hmm... I think I'll have to join. You stay here, while I go take a picture of my dick.



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