Tramp Wars:

Andrew
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Last night I met my greatest match in years. Well I suppose I have known him for some time (I met him the summer after I met Jonathan). His name is Andrew Kelso (Shown right), brother of my buddy Jonathan. Now, to date I have had few, truly, great wrestling matches, but this one took the cake (mmm . . . cake). 20 minutes of sweat-soaked, masculine fury unleashed upon each other in the middle of, not quite what you will expect, a trampoline. I conceded because I knew neither of us would give and say "mercy."

Then I went to church with them the next morning and that is all I have to say about that.

Star Wars: Episode III. Better than I and II, but still a sci-fi soap opera complete with bad acting and poor dialogue. Not all of course was completely horrid. I grew up on this stuff and not even these three movies can turn me against the characters that I have grown up with. Especially Yoda. Though, I think I may prefer the jawas over him and also the band from Jabba's palace (ahh I loved the old song . . . then they replaced it with that goofy pop song and skanky Sny, a shame.) Yoda was better as a puppet and when he could talk without his flip-flopping speech impediment.

Eh, well I'm watching "So I Married an Axe Murderer." Therefore: OFF BUGGER YOU?!

Clay