so i ate chris' dog, because you guys didn't give me enough money.

he's pretty mad at me.

so now my collar bone is fixed

but my medical bills are out the ASS!

seriously though, i need donations.

you're killing me here.

if you dont get me $10,000, i will eat chris mynyk's dog.

so i broke my collar bone...and now i need surgery.

please, donate to me, or adam robinson.

i really need the money for this operation. this is not fake at all.

god bless

-scott

I got guns nigga.

I'm from the streets bitch.

I keep it real.

You fuggin take my precious,

and i'll fuggin kill you nigga.

It's all ours.

Don't even think about touchin my damn precious

that's the best damn piece of bling ever.

fug you

look at his pucks. they're not like real pucks, they're blank. toronto maple leaves. ha. scott? ok cool i'm coming, is my backpack still in your car? it's cool, i'll check when i get there. i know.

that was me (adam) typing what chris was saying.

halo, EPIC halo. game. gay. i hated it. i'm sure scott loved it because he has school spirit. and then we played poker, and it turns out that the less money you have, the more you spend it, and the more money you are the more cheap you are. i should say the more money you have the more niggardly you are, because it's a word. and it means cheap. so i win.