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2006-01-14T15:28:00.000-08:00

You need to work out a lil bit more!!!

2006-01-14T15:21:00.000-08:00

Todd, Man you need to stop visiting the northpole.

2006-01-09T19:22:00.000-08:00

This Man Is dangerous If you see him contact the othoritys. lol

2006-01-09T19:16:00.000-08:00

This is a picture I took of Todd right before the world cup.

Create Post!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2005-12-26T20:43:00.000-08:00

You are the most beautiful thing in the world!!!!?!?!?!!?
Oh sorry just talking to myself again.....
OKIE SO how was everones christmas holliday Cellebration party.... So me and my brother who wishes to remain annonomisyse=-sjdfhagqer;gfvas;dv yea I think thats how its spelled!!
Anyway we climbed to the top of this very ENORMUS WROK and THin klimbed thes vury tull sell toewer... on the way dow from one of these such excapades I goot uup som spead and crasht into a barbara wire feens and eet pooted a nees goosh in me hand!!! good luck reading that one!!?!?!?!!? so yea I have this nice battle scar now("I've seen a lot of Battles" enough said) Allright if you are skweemish around blood, childbirth, profanity, or entense drama please leave now!!!!!!!!! j/k
Okay so we went to this out door kind of mall sweetness(Our underwater ally, Nessy) and they had a hollister and we went to buy some. anyway we/I saw this shirt that said "I'm looking for a joe blob".HA. HA. HA. HA. HA.
Now for the crame de la crame??!?!?!?

yeah well anyhow gettin to be that time of year eh? yeah i'm a deer hunter how do you do i got this deer huntin rappin tale for you i'm so excited, it's my favorite time of year i love to freeze my buns chasin trophy deer but don't clap your hands to the stompin of the feet cause ya he's like me he can't keep a steady beat no i got this great big knife cause the hunting is my life it's my chance to drink beer and get away from the wife it's the boys night out acting stupidly say now baby baby don't you think maybe how bout you and me yeah well we partied all night never made it to our bunks and i was sittin in the tree stand on the tree dead drunk windmill blowin 45, temp thirty below, i was freezin to death, then it started to snow so i got down from the tree stand start headin for the truck and thats when i seen it there, the turdy point buck the turdy point buck? turdy point buck (5x) well he was eight foot tall, weighed twelve thousand pounds, with every step there was a shakin' on the ground he was so rutiful so beautiful strutted right out of my dreams, he was created by God just for outdoor magazines now i'm not much for thinkin, no i don't do it often but i had an idea to put that turdy pointer in his coffin turdy point buck hh turdy point buck i couldn't get to my grenades the howitzer was in the shop my stomache was tied into a monkey knot ya my only hope was betty lou she was da one a combination AK-57 uzzie radar lasar triple barrel double scoped heat-seakin shotgun turdy point buck hh turdy point buck turdy point buck ya dat the women clappin' the the back dere i gotta make dat well he was comin for me gettin bigger and bigger but my fingers were so frozen i could not pull the trigger i kicked off my boots fired with my big toe i was Dirty Harry, John Wayne, and G.I. Joe ya dat turday point buck was only 10 feet away ya still i couldn't seem to hit him and he wouldn't run away and after 20 minutes when the smoke cleared there were hunters on the ground and the world's biggest deer standing tall and proud, he looked at me and yawned (ohhhhhhh dear) and then a flash of white, and there he was, gone [cryin and burpin] well seven men got up and then one fell down a big lump of blaze orange, shakin on the ground at first i thought he was one of the boys but it was a no brother good in law man from illinois only cheese-heads in here, right boys? send him back on the next plane ya know Did ya see the turdy pointer? Did ya see the turdy pointer? Did ya see the turdy pointer? Did ya see the turdy pointer? as we jumped into da truck sayin i'm gonna get that turdy point buck yeah i'm gonna get that turdy point buck hhh turdy point buck (5x)

Talk about funny!! all kinds of it?!?!!?

THis has been the fatfull tale of Ean Josef Murroh

the worlds a screw/skew

2005-12-17T05:58:00.000-08:00

So blogging still exists wow amasing great ok.
So wow I was watching the "Lord of the Beans" from Vegietale:( Don't know how to spell that) so any way the guy billboy baggypants is like "I'm half as tall as twice of you and twice as tall as half of you" dang that one got me right about the time I took a drink!!!
Well my Dad woke this morning with that stupid viris so were not going to his moms house today. oh well ;0
now i might be able to come to the Christmas party, I will be there for sunday morning church tho.
Did any one else catch the fact that the bond Fire didn't catch fire very big. Yea if you weren't there your prety much a loser Calyn,lori, and Alec. AHEM what oh misstype sorry.
Love you all: Ian
Now I have for you some inspiration that I heard at a graduation thusday night.
"To the world you may be one person but to one person you may be the world."

Now I want to sing for you... a love song.

Edelweiss, Edelweiss Every morning you greet me Small and white, clean and bright You look happy to meet me Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow Bloom and grow forever Edelweiss, Edelweiss Bless my homeland forever.

I can't put it in words

2005-11-13T18:16:00.000-08:00

I love the beach! I'm going to move much closer to the beach very soon!! lol
what to say, The retreat was awesome! We did that wired Labrynth thing again. I'm really tired and I have school in the morning so I'm going to bed now.

Love Ya
Super Lars

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2005-10-05T12:46:00.000-07:00

well all my friendly friends. lol
I have decided that I am going to call this new month "October".
hey have you guys heared about the three holes in the ground?????
I really can't think of any thing else to write so "buh bye"

Love you,
Ian

ahha a Title to think a about.

2005-09-13T16:15:00.000-07:00

Hey everbody I have home work I should be doing right now but I am not(As you can read). My football games are on sept. 16th In Live Oak, Sept. 23rd in Jacksonville, Sept. 30th In Baldwin,oct. 14th is the first home game I have. Oct. 21st Home game, Oct28th In Jacksonville, Nov 10th State Playoffs(Which I know we will not be going to.) that is in St. Augustine.
Guess what I'm the QB...Shows you how sad we are if I'm the QB. lol J/K We're pretty good.
Done writing I am.

Love you,
Ian

This is the Title of my post.

2005-08-21T18:07:00.000-07:00

Aaalllrright guys.
hey you guys need to pray my mom because she caught this cold that is going around, and she is still really weak from the hospital visit three weeks ago. that would be good. well I have some homework that has to be turned in tomorrow that I need to do.

Love you,
Ian

mucho comentos!!!!!(that most likely means something else)

2005-08-16T13:32:00.000-07:00

"When you plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. You look for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water, or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet if we have problems with our friends or family, we blame the other person. But if we know how to take care of them, they will grow well, like the lettuce. Blaming has no positive effect at all, nor does trying to persuade using reason and argument. That is my experience. No blame, no reasoning, no argument, just understanding. If you understand, and you show that you understand, you can love, and the situation will change. and the lettuce will GROW!!!!
"Thich Nhat Hanhbreast augmentation dallas site/blog. It pretty much covers breast augmentation dallas related stuff.

You know I have about had it with these stupid people leaving comments on my blog, that are trying to sell me somthing I mean what the heck?!?!?!
well I have some stuff I have to finish before tomorrow so, bu bye.

Love you
,The man with two wallets.

2005-08-14T18:54:00.000-07:00

p.s. I guess my background do's look a lil purple.

top of the day to ya

2005-08-14T18:31:00.000-07:00

I think I am tired of living.............I think I will....................d........i...........uh, go sleep for a couple months(that would be nice, but I would miss a lot of stuff so just forget it. Gosh!!!)
school starts tomorrow, I think now that I will have some routine to my life I will be blogging more offonWow guys, our seniors this last year are the coolest bunch of people I think there has ever been.(no ofense to all the non-senior citizens.) wow. I am funny. j/k
sorry I could not stay and be a part of praying for the rest of you seniors. :( Ok yes I am exited about going to school it was just a let down from TCBY. I mean TCC. Hey you guys, we need plan some sort of party for Janelle so that we can hear all of her storys.(fun fun.)
well I am geting some messages that I need to go to bed.(such as go to bed Ian.)

Love ya all
,Lars

Do you know the times?

2005-08-06T14:36:00.000-07:00

wow it has been way to long since my last post.(my deepest apologies) Let us look back on what has happened, SL camp- man that was something else, I don't have the will power to write everything down and I guess you really have to be their and hear Louie to understand, so I won't even try. As some of you know I lost my wallet on the way home that was not very pleasent, I went and got another drivers license thursday.
sorry if this all sounds kind of negative.(the story of my life) Well the night I get home from camp my dad is like guess what we enrolled you and ethan in school instead of being home schooled, I'm thinking ok tcc, I need to pepare for the entrance test, wait me and ethan. "So where did you enroll me" "oh, Monticello Christian Academy.". Now that is not a bad thing just kind of a let down compared to what I expected you know. As you can tell by the fact that I am posting I did not go to st. Augustine.(enough said) I'll see most of you tomorrow.

Love ya: Ian

Gone for to long.

2005-07-07T09:56:00.000-07:00

yes yes I know I have been very lazy. I am never going to blog again!!! lol J/K
For all you that don't know, I have my license. whoo hoo.
Well paul, Yesterday I was at Wild Adventures with james and jamie, her lil sister angie was supposed to come but she went and got herself grounded. so it was just me, James and his girlfriend, which wasn't bad because she's cool.
What else has happened hmm... not much. Everybodys leaving :.(
This has been a short post so leave long comments to make up for it. lol

Love ya: Iars

YoYo

2005-06-10T20:15:00.000-07:00

Hey all you guys do you ever not know what to get a girl for her birthday well I have the sulution uh solution. Get her a YoYo shes bound to love it and if not you've got your self a yoyo its a win win situation all around its beautiful just beautiful. actually that was not my ideah it was gillroy's(He is a prairy dog off of this very very funny movie called "little dogs on the prairy".
So how are all my favourite peoples if your not one don't answer!!! lol j?k hey have you ever done that you know where you push shift when your not suposed to and it makes stuff look wrong, I do all the time. oh hey i may be going to an archery tournament saterday which is tomorrow but if it decides to rain I will be going with Matt & Lidsey to go look at a house they want to buy so they can move back up here (Lakeland is a crappy place to live...). you know what I just noticed that when I type I use a lot of run on scentences. lol
Well I'll see you all sunday.

Love you,
Ian

the evening is fast adjourning.

2005-05-26T07:03:00.000-07:00

I'm starting to get really sad I'm not going on the bike trip(comma) last year's was so awesome(period)
Now I am going to have to go listen to my motivational tapes(period)lol j(forward slash)k
I am very happy though that I am geting my license in like a month and 3 days(three exclamation marks) ;)
so I think that we will all go do some thing on the 29 of june(hey that sarah w.'s birthday, she'll have to have a party(period)) you know when I sat down to make a new "POST" I didn't think i had anything to write about but then you just remember stuff(period) but now my mind just went blank(period) In the great words of daniel l. and I quote "People just never talk about stuff that matters any more" unquote lol whatever winter retreat (period) I agree with him, it's sad how hardly no one talks about important stuff any more, I was with one of my very good friends luke wright and it took like all day at the beach talking about stupid stuff until we really opened up and shared what we were feeling and thing that we where going through and what god has been doing in our lives and that's sad becaause we've been friends for around nine years.
Don't get me wrong i love talking about trivial thing most of the time its really really funny, but i think we all just need to open up more to our friends and to people we don't know.
wow, I have no I dea how to bring this "POST" to an end so i will end on saying "will every one please close you three ring binders"
Love ya: Lobster Lars, lol

P-I-M-P

2005-05-16T13:21:00.000-07:00

hey everyone, I think it's time for a new blog what do you think, but I can't think of any thing to write aabout exept that the drama stuff was super awesome(you guys are the best.)

long time.

2005-05-05T08:14:00.000-07:00

I am back from my long awayness from bloging and still have not much to say.
you know what, he only stinken youth trip I can go on this year is going to be camp which is awesome by the way!
hey i was looking at the bike trip pix and remembered how pimp that trip was, even tho I didn't enjoy the biking that much and I didn't really know or especialy get along with any one in my group, but that trip was the bomb.
hey if you all could pray for my mom, the scar left behind by where they removed the cancer is pressing on an artery and kind of restricting the flow of blood, it's not like an urgent thing but they are going to have to prob. put in a stint which is a thing that keeps the artery open, the doctors do these all the time to people that have clogged arterys. So if you could pray for her that would be very good.
hey if anybody needs a bike for the bike trip you are welcome to use my bike (It's real light and easy!!!)
heck even if you have a bike and don't like it, take my'n I 'm not using it.

Love ya all: Lobster Lars

Hefulumps and woosles!

2005-04-20T12:12:00.000-07:00

If you actually read all of this, Good for you.
Ian

This is a story that probably shouldn’t be told. This is a mission that they probably shouldn’t have been chosen for. This is an adventure that transcends the mind!
This is:
“Two Home Made Spies”

The story begins far away, where the night skies are graced with purple lacings, and where the first light of morning brings with it glistening dewdrops, alive on every terrace.
The calm peacefulness, and cool breeze offer an exquisite chance to sample what life was made to be. And in this paradise the faint roar of the sea is heard, interrupted only by the sweet…..Wait! That’s not the only thing that interrupts the still beauty!
Suddenly two men dressed in black commando uniforms run past, almost knocking Matt and Jesse off their chairs! They recoil, trying not to fall backwards!
The two men zip in and out of the pillars and glance back as they both jump in to the sea from the balcony.
Matt and Jesses vacation or whatever it was, just got better! Now they are in the middle of a spy game as five men dressed in military uniforms grab them and tell them both to come with them!
“Great!” They mutter in unison, glancing at each other.
“What about our vacation?!”
“Well, that will unfortunately have to fend for itself for awhile.” Answered one of the men in uniform without looking back.
Several of the soldiers run to the balcony and peer over into the thrashing blueness of the Caribbean sea.
Matt and Jesse find themselves sitting in a chair in the middle of an empty room. There are lights over head and sweat is running down their faces as they sit and watch a man in an officers uniform walk around them. He asks many questions, but their answer is always the same, “We were sitting there and suddenly two men in black clothes ran past, that’s all we know!”
The officer grins and begins walking again.
“So…what are your names again?…..”
The day turns to night and still the torturous interrogation continues.

A WEEK LATER
Matt and Jesse are finally back to their vacation, and the government has extended their stay, because of the unfortunate mistake.
Then as they walk down to the game room of the Hotel, two men walk up to them.
“Hello, I am field agent 2362, this is my associate 4214, CIA. We have to ask you a few questions.”
“Great! Not again!” is their first thought, but they don’t need to say it, they both glance at each other and know what the other is thinking. Jesse begins to ask, “Does 4214 talk?” But he decide against it. The brothers oblige the two agents, and move out to the tables around the pool to sit down.
They asked them many questions about a disk, but they know nothing, at least that is what they tell them. Then they ask them another question, and this one knocks the wind out of them both.
“We need your help! Will you come with us?”

“What!? I can’t believe this! Is this really happening? This is the kind of thing that only happens in your dreams.”
But yes, it is real!

TWO DAYS LATER
Matt and Jesse are in Paris with a special assignment: to find and recover the missing document.
So the story begins:
“What do you think this disk has on it?” Jesse asks through gurgled strokes of his toothbrush.
“I don’t know! I guess it’s pretty important though huh?”
“Yeah, I would guess so!” Jesse answered, making an absurd face, as foamy toothpaste dripped off his brush onto his foot.
“Man!”
“Where?!” Matt asked, whirling around in terror!
“ Where what!?” Jesse said waving his brush in the air and turning to look at Matt.
“Oh! I thought you said ‘man’! Huh! You know, this spy business is getting pretty creepy!”
“Dude! You haven’t done any spy business yet! Jesse allowed, turning back to the mirror. I think you should let me handle the majority of this, alright?”
“What! No way! I’m the one that got us into this, by being in the agents way in the first place!” Matt argued, shaking his hand and looking around the room.
“So! I got the brains though, and all you got is…is….”
“Is what?!” Matt snapped!
The little disagreement lumbered its way into a full blown quarrel, and the two were soon standing nose to nose telling each other who was the better spy.
Suddenly a black figure jumped through the open window with gun already drawn and pointed in their general direction.
Matt looked at the black intruder, and quickly turned back to Jesse and began a long discourse on how he was already the spy type. Jesses reaction was simpler, his chin hit the floor and he muttered, “uh, uh, uh, uh!”
The gunman had little trouble taking the two into custody and led them to a warehouse.
Matt and Jesse were tied up in chairs, back to back, next to a wall of barrels.
The kidnapper was nowhere to be seen, when Matt turned to Jesse.
“Hey! You alright?!”
“Yeah! Why?”
“I got an idea.” Matt whispered.
“What!”
“Shhh!!!”
“What are you going to do?” Jesse asked, with a frown, knowing that he may be in worse danger than he had been in the first place.
Matt managed to pull a grenade out of his pocket, and pull the pin.
He inched his hand back a little, and then a little more. His hand was tied to the back of his chair, and to the point that his circulation was nearly cut off. Suddenly his hand went numb and he dropped the grenade on the floor. It rolled and came to a stop under Jesses chair. Matt froze, his eyes locked on the grenade beneath his brother. Then they both shot a glance at each other in terror! Matt grinned, that was all he could do!
While the two look around franticly for someway to save themselves, Matt read one of the barrels beside them. “Gasoline.”
“What!” Jesse shrieked!
“Yeah, right there, see? It says Gaso…”
“ I know! I know!, Just do something!”
“Like what?” Matt asked, looking bewildered.
Jesse was all wiggles, and Matt again realized the seriousness of their situation.
“How many seconds has it been?!” yelled Jesse, as he tried to untie himself.
“I don’t know. But it should have gone off by now!”
Jesse quickly stopped and looked up at Matt.
“What?….”
“Yeah. It should have gone off by now, is what I said.” Matt assured him, wiggling his nose, trying not to sneeze.
“Mm..hmm.” Jesse muttered.
“Mm-hmm, what?”
“That’s the last time I let you handle things!” Jesse fumed.
“But you didn’t….”
The gunman walked in.
“ Ah! What’s this? A grenade. How droll, well, I suppose we shall have to dispose of this!” Said the gunman tossing the grenade away behind him.
“Now! I will …..”
BOOOOM!!!!!!
“The grenade wasn’t a dud after all!” Matt yelled in the excitement of the explosion.
Barrels flew everywhere, pieces of packing crate pierced the walls like shrapnel, and the two spies disappeared in the midst of the excitement.
LATER THAT DAY
Matt and Jesse were sitting together in the rendezvous spot. It was a park bench in the dim haze under the streetlights, tossed with shadows. The two sat and chatted as if they were on vacation as they waited for the contact. Presently a tall man with a black beard and a top hat walked up to them.
“The red deck chair goes jogging.” The man said in a voice like sandpaper, which rivaled his appearance.
“Yeah it sure does!” Matt began when Jesse slapped a hand over his mouth.
“Uh…The orange hippo is a killer.” Jesse said in response, just as the paper that 2362 gave him read.
“Hi. I’m the orange hippo, who are you?” the man said, without even offering to shake their hands.
“Your what?!!!” Matt blurted.
“Hey! Where’d you get him anyway?!!” the man asked.
“Hey! What did you say?!!!” Matt said, about to jump from his seat.
The man just looked at him and Matt looked back, but the shadows hid the mans face so that all Matt could see was a large nose protruding from under the top hat.
“Hey if you want to…” Matt began, but before he could finish Jesse flung his arm around and knocked Matt unconscious.
“That was unnecessary,” The man said, “I just have this package to give to you….here.”
Jesse took it, and began to open it.
The man shrieked!
“Not yet!”
“Oh.”
Then the man walked away, muttering something about the “ return of the orange hippo.”
Jesse didn’t quite get it, but he did have the package, and he was sure he could beat the case now.
Matt woke, blinking and yelling.
“Pipe down, blockhead! You do have a hard head, I’ll give you that!” Jesse told him as he sat up.
“ I’m tired.”
“Huh, me too, lets go back to the hotel.”
The trip back to the hotel was eventless, unless you want to call walking through downtown Paris an event of its own.
BACK AT THE HOTEL
Matt and Jesse burst through the door to their hotel room and began opening the package before they even shut the door. Jesse pulled a black rectangular object from the package, wires were hanging off of it and a few lights were blinking here and there.
“Huh. Wonder what it is?” Jesse said, keeping it out of Matt’s direct sight.
“Oh! Hey shut the door! No one must see this except us!”
“Sorry. Hey wait a minute, let me see that!” Matt argued, “I think I know what we can do…” Matt’s eyes grew ten times larger and his breath was cut short!
“Uh…” Matt began to mutter, then as his panic grew so did the speed with which he spoke.
“Uh! Uh! Uh! UH!!!!!!! Jesse!!!!” Matt grabbed the black thing from Jesse. There were green numbers blinking …12…11..10..09..08..07…..
“Ahhhhh! Get rid of it!” Matt shrieked in horror!
“What?!!”
“This!” Matt yelled, throwing it back to Jesse.
Jesse was barely quick enough and the black thing tossed and flipped out of his hands.
Matt whimpered, and closed his eyes.
Jesse caught it before it hit the ground, and he realized that he held a bomb in his feeble fingers.
“Ahhhh! What do I do with it?!”
“Here, throw it out the window!” Matt said, pulling the curtains back and opening the window. Jesse threw the bomb out the window and they watched as it fell with a “clink, clink,” onto a red Porsche below. Matt and Jesse steal a quick glance at each other just before a deafening explosion and smoke billows upwards toward their window.
They close the window and sigh heavily.
“That was a nice car though, you know? It was kind of a shame to have to…” Matt said softly, rubbing his chin.
“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.” Jesse confessed, as they both realized what agent 2362’s code had meant.
“The orange hippo is a killer.” They said in unison.
“You let me get the wrong package! 2362 warned us about him!” Jesse screamed.
“Me! You are the one that…hey! We left before the real contact ever got there! That means….” Matt looked at Jesse.
“Yeah. We got to go back!” Jesse said, scratching his head.
“Why didn’t you warn me not to take the package?”
“I was impaired at the moment, incase you don’t remember!”
By the time they reached the lobby they heard the sirens of an ambulance.
As they passed the smoking vehicle Jesse cast a glance at the victim of the incident as they carried him away on a stretcher.
“Hey! It’s orange hippo!” Matt shrieked, as Jesse turned to tell him the same.
They walked down the dark Paris street, under the streetlights, talking and saying, “Well, that was like killing two birds with one stone, eh?”
Once they arrived at the park, they hid in the shadows of some large oaks in the square.
They chuckled and elbowed each other on their espionage exploits, as they waited for a CIA agent to arrive. None seemed to come however!
“This sure is a hardy business, you get your exercise, I’ll say that!” Jesse said, while he picked his thumbnails.
“Sure! I got ten miles in since we left the hotel!” Matt agreed.
“That’s because you walked around the park about ten times trying to find it!”
“Well, nobody said I was….”
“Shhh! Listen!” Jesse barked, waving his hand.
“What?”
“Do you hear something?”
“Yeah! I hear the sound of a dying woman over in the Opera house!”
“No! I mean, something closer?” Jesse said, his eyes darting to and fro almost in panic.
“The orange hippo is a killer.” Said a voice from behind their tree.
“No, he’s been taken good care of.” Jesse answered, thinking it was Matt.
“What?!” Came the voice.
Matt stood in stark terror, gazing into the darker shadows at a figure in a top hat.
His mouth gaped open and he uttered something that couldn’t be heard.
Jesse heard his mutterings and turned to tell him to be quite when he noticed Matt’s expression. He followed Matt’s gaze and he too stood in stark terror.
“I’m….” Began the voice.
“Not,…the orange hippo!” The brothers nearly shouted!
“Goodness no. I am agent 4214.” Said the voice, stepping out into the light.
“Oh! Hey!…Ahhh!!” They gasped, “You talk!”
“Hah! Not as much as some.” 4214 muttered.
“I have this package for you….here.”
“Uh, not to be impolite, but we would rather not take any more packages at the moment, until we see their contents that is.” Jesse said, rubbing his neck.
“Hah! You really need some training!” muttered 4214.
“But here, take this, I have to go!”
“No!”
“Take the package!”
“No way!”
“Take it!!!” growled 4214, thrusting it into Jesses hands.
“Uh, you take it!” Jesse said, shoving it into Matt’s arms.
“Hey! No way man! I know what happens to people….” Matt shrieked, jumping back.
“Alright you dim-wits! It is a…” 4214 said, leaning close to the two recruits.
“Oh! Well why didn’t you say so?” Matt said grabbing the package from Jesse.
“Hey! I’m going to open it!” Jesse said, snatching at the little brown box.
And as they argued about who would open it the agent slipped away into the night.

FOUR DAYS LATER
Captured again; Matt and Jesse were sitting tied up in an underground vault. This time they were simply tied back to back on the floor. They were in an empty room, no pictures, no barrels of gasoline, no nothing!
“You know, I think….” Matt began.
“Ah! Don’t even say it!” Jesse demanded.
“I don’t want to hear anything out of your mouth until we are out of this mess! Got it?”
“Mmmm!”
“What?!” Jesse snapped!
“Mmmm!”
“What are you saying?!”
“Mmmm!” Matt strained.
“What!?” Jesse fumed.
“What!? You told me not to say anything!” Matt said, irritated.
“Look, just forget it!”
“Well, you know I was thinking that if we used what 4214 gave us we might be able to get out of here!” Matt prodded, turning to try and see Jesse.
“Hey! Good idea.”
Jesse rummaged through his pockets and finally pulled out a little baggy of white powder and a few odd looking pieces of metal.
“You got it?” Matt questioned.
“Yeah, but how can I get to the door?”
“I don’t know! Think of something!”
“Let’s try and stand up.” Jesse said, placing the objects in his mouth until he was able to utilize them.
“Ok.”
The two struggled for a time, falling over on their backs and sides and faces. Finally they made it to their feet and they inched their way over to the door.
Jesse began his operation of picking the lock and pouring the powder in the key hole.
As Jesse was in the middle of his concentration the door suddenly burst open, knocking the two over at the feet of a tall fierce man in a green uniform.
Jesse grinned and lay his head down on the floor.
Matt could see nothing but the white wall that his face was violently being pressed up against.
“Ahh! Your kind always have a trick up their sleeves, I can say that!” Said the man with a smile.
“Thank you!” Jesse smiled, being the calm, cool super spy.
“What’s happening ?!” Matt gasped, trying to pull his face out of the wall.
“I believe you boys have been chosen for a great honor!” the man said, waving in two guards.
“Oh no! That-that’s not a good sign Jesse!” Matt said squirming like a fish out of water.
“Why?!”
“Because every time they say that to a spy he always ends up getting injected by some virus, or something!” Matt squealed.
Jesses eyes darted to the tall man glaring down at them.
“You wouldn’t!” Jesse demanded.
“Oh yes! I would!” laughed the man as he turned and motioned for the guards to bring them.
As one of the guards picked them up he whispered to them, “Yes, he would!”
Dread was all over their faces as they were dragged down the hallway, past doors and cells.
In the test laboratory Jesse and Matt were tied down to tables and made ready for the lethal injections. Jesse lay still when the guards were watching, and as soon as they looked away he wiggled and wiggled until he had got his hands free from his sides.
He reached into his pocket and got hold of the baggy of white powder, waiting for a chance to use it.
Matt lay still, contemplating his death, and muttering to himself.
Jesse looked over at Matt, “Hey!” He whispered.
Matt turned and looked at Jesse with forlorn eyes.
“Hey!” Jesse said, lifting his arms from his side and then putting them back again.
Matt squealed in joy!
The guard looked at them and slowly walked over to Matt’s table.
At the instant the guard was looking down at Matt Jesse jumped up and threw the powder in all the enemy faces, then untied Matt.
The two ran down the halls knocking over unwary guards and made it out into the street.
There they blended into the crowds and escaped.
“What luck!” Jesse exclaimed!
“Yeah.” Matt answered, “you know, I feel kind of dry.”
Jesse glanced at Matt and noticed that Matt’s face was covered in white powder.
“Uh, um…come on!” Jesse said, jerking Matt into a street side restaurant.
They washed Matt’s face in the bathroom sink and bought some dinner, thinking the terrorists would never find them in here.
As they ate, a fat man in a black suit approached their table and sat down beside Matt.
“Hey! Do you mind sir?” Matt said, trying to push the fat man off the seat enough to be able to sit in front of his plate.
“I am…” The fat man began.
“Let me guess!” Jesse interjected, “ the fat hippo?! No?”
“No! I am agent 0442. I am here to tell you where to pick up the package.”
“Hah!” Matt laughed, spitting food all over the fat man.
“And I suppose you won’t tell us what is in this package either huh?!”
“Open the package only in the office in Langley!” The fat man ordered, brushing bits of charred redfish fillets off his suit sleeves.
“Oh! Then this is it? We are done then?!” Jesse asked, leaning closer.
“After you have the package, go to the office in Langley and you will be rewarded, then you will be free to leave.”, Answered the fat man, patting his stomach.
“And if we open it before then?” Matt said through mouthfuls of brown rice.
“Then you may not make it back at all!”
“Oh. Well, I think we will take the safe route and open it!” Matt said, looking at Jesse.
“But! We wonder if you can prove you are really and agent?” Jesse blurted, trying to dull-en the effect of Matt’s rudeness.
“Here is my badge and card, are you happy?” The fat man sighed.
“Well, I don’t know…”Matt began.
“But! We will take your word on it!” Jesse concluded. “If…you can finish this phrase!”
“The orange hippo…”
“is a killer.” Laughed the fat man, standing up to leave.
“Remember, you must get the package to the headquarters as soon as possible. It will be available at the entrance to the art museum on La Rue’ street at five o’clock tonight.” Said the fat man as he turned and walked away.
“The art museum, huh? Just promise me, no more top hats” Matt said, glancing at his watch and then at Jesses steak.
“Are you going to….”
“Yes!” Jesse assured him.
And the two finished their dinner in relative peace.

AN HOUR LATER
Jesse and Matt stood against a pillar at the entrance to the de La Rue’ art museum, when the cathedral clock chimed the fifth time. They had, as always, no idea who they were looking for, just some odd looking fellow who happened to walk up to them and say the most bizarre things anyone had ever heard. That was quickly becoming their idea of national security agents.
Jesse flicked his toothpick away and noticed a woman with long blonde wavy hair and a package under her arm.
“That must be it!” Jesse said, elbowing Matt in the ribs.
“Ouch! What’s your problem?”
“Look! What do you think?” Jesse asked, motioning toward the woman.
“Very nice!” Matt agreed.
“No! I mean the package, is it the package?!”
“Oh. I.. uh.. probably. Yeah!” Matt said, rubbing his bruised ribs.
The woman walked up the stairs and in their general direction.
Matt and Jesse decided they would be the ones to initiate the trade-off this time, so they made their way to the woman and greeted her as if they had known each other forever.
“The chicken is in the pot.” Jesse said, reading the paper 2362 had given him.
“Your on pot!” the woman said, pushing her way through them and into the doors.
“Well, I guess that wasn’t it!” Jesse sighed.
“Obviously not!” Matt said, watching a short man with a package in one hand and a briefcase in another.
“But that may be! Let’s hang back and wait this time.”
So they leaned up against the columns and watched the man with the package as he mounted the stairs and made his way over to the pillar.
Matt looked at Jesse, expecting him to read the phrase from the paper, but Jesse handed the paper to him.
“What?!”
“You read it!” Jesse said.
The man looked at them both and rolled his eyes.
“Matt snatched the paper and cleared his throat, “The chicken is in the pot.”
“Cook it!” replied the man, as he handed Matt the package.
Matt took the package and the man immediately disappeared into the crowds.

LATER THAT NIGHT ON A FLIGHT FROM PARIS

“Do you really think the disk is in this, it feels like it’s empty?” Jesse wondered, as he examined the little brown box in his hands. He put it to his ear and listened.
“I can’t hear anything.”
“Look! Don’t worry, the fat man said we were done once we got it to the headquarters! What else could it be?” Matt asked, as they both glanced at each other.
The next instant Jesse was tearing into the package, while Matt was looking for a window!
He reached in and pulled out a…..watch on a chain?
They looked at each other in dismay.
“Well, all we can do is get it to the headquarters!” Matt said, “Do you have some tape?”
Minutes later they had the box back to mint condition and they heard the screech of the aircrafts tires touch the runway.
They disembarked and made their way to Langley.

BACK AT THE HEADQUARTERS

Jesse and Matt entered the directors office and placed the box on his desk.
“Did you screen that?!” The director asked, jumping out of his seat.
Within seconds a bomb squad was gathered around the box with all their various instruments hovering around it.
Neither Matt nor Jesse said a word, but watched in tears as the fools took such great care to open a box containing a watch on a chain.
Finally the men left the room and the box was in shreds upon the directors desk.
The director grabbed up the watch and shook the brothers hands.
Then he opened the back of the watch and pulled a micro disk out of it.
“Good work boys, very good!” he said, “not bad for two homemade spies!”

THE END

M.W.Morrow

Everybody Everybody!

2005-04-12T11:52:00.000-07:00

Now I am going to make a post for the sake of all that is good and holy.
please tell me that some one did not count alllllll of those comments.
how are all of those comments doing anyways, hope your feeding them well or you may be starving them so you can put them all in a pen and watch them rip each other apart. gasp sigh* sigh lol
well now that that exiting epasode is over(and i forgot how to spell)
we will move on to a more pleasent sort of subject.
hey I put golden highlights in my hair, you want to see. I know it sounds a bit odd but this is how it happened.
then you know in all those movies how the screen like wiggles and it go's back the the story, well that is what just happened.
It was the year of five and two thousand, and my oldest sister did put her hair to the black color, which was a problem because the roots of here red hair would not die uh dye.
My oldest sister as whom is called Jenny didst proceed to buy some golden highlights to bring her hair into a more descent mood of color.
In doing this she didst requesteth my'n own help in the task. The substance to which lighten the hair was of an obscene odor which almost rendered us both unconsceous.
in the lightening of her hair she was unable to detatch the full amount of uh..stuff for highlighting hair, and didst procced to also give me some golden highlights.
that my friends is all I have to tell you at this moment in time.
yours enfadicaly (if you can find that in the dictionary I'll give you a dollar) Ian

Misunderstood. lol

2005-03-28T07:10:00.001-08:00

No, Jenna Myrick that is a pic of two peeps from school, go look at the comments left by the Annonomys person which is Lauren Lesperance, the other is Jenna Schindler. GOSH IDIOT. lol
that Movie is Dynomite. ha ha ha ha.

2005-03-27T17:53:00.000-08:00

Here you are Lauren and Jenna.

A little story for you.

2005-03-19T20:25:00.000-08:00

This is just a tiny taste of the creative mind of my brother M.W. Morrow.(We laughed so hard when he wrote this story and as it was being posted just now on this blog today.)

Once upon a time in a city called Quincy there was a knight with a dull sword. This knight had all the other knights gather around the round table. Most of these knights had tattered and torn armor and their undergarments shredded beyond recognition. The meeting today was to address a situation concerning the rescue of a not so beautiful maiden. Many opposed the plan, saying it was utterly insane to risk their lives in such a situation, and still others commended the idea, saying it would bring great public donations. Four men were then chosen as the elite team. James was a man with a head full of white hair, the length of which was calculated to reach his knees. This was in no way commentary of his brains however. He possessed very little of that, in fact the only thing he owned besides the tattered clothing and armor was his sword. Which I might say was nothing near straight, from any direction you wished to look at it from. This was because he used it as a catapult stick when in the heat of battle, escaping the enemies blows. Jesse, Seth and Matt were the other three chosen. These three had one thing going for them, their looks, and that was about the extent of it. In fact, if one wishes to know that these three were never seen fighting, they actually stood amid the warring fools and groomed themselves, watching as their enemies fell dead at the sight of them. Among the few things that these four did on this quest was the encountering of a dragon. And in the null of the day when their brains seemed less likely to work they decided to attack the dragon. The dragon at the very instant James attacked it with a stick he had carved with his sword, swept him up with his tail and threw him afar. The fact that these four knew not that their swords were the weapons with which they should fight fell to carving all sorts of intricate weapons from wood, not knowing that this had been James demise. The problem to come was nastier beyond compare to anything most will ever see. Seth found after an hour of exhausting effort that his leg had been severed at the waist. Jesse swung around and noticed to his horror that Matt was having multiple amputations. Just then Jesse felt a swift and fierce rush of super heated wind sweep over him. At this he feared his appearance, but Seth was quick to share it with him. He was most nearly hairless from head to toe and even in a sense had lost his fighting spirit. Matt and Seth fumed that they should have to be knighted in comradeship with a bald monkey. Jesse found this quite amusing and did not know that they were in fact serious about their plight. So... Seth having one less leg and Matt being rather the invalid with no arms and a missing foot turned to make their way to the pit of serfdom in which they knew awaited the most hideous maiden in all the land. Jesse hobbled behind unable to socialize with his comrades, blackened as he was and rather cold looking. Seth and Matt snickered to themselves on account of Jesse’s fate and found it hard to take him seriously. But, by the by along many miles of featureless trail they soon brought themselves to associate with him. The scene was one of which movies are made of, three comrades walking triumphantly down a perilous trail to achieve a great good, heroes all, and all looking quite weary worn. When finally the sun sank and the three found sleep a seductive thing awaiting them on a stone riddled knoll, they slept. Sometime in the midst of the darkness Seth awoke and as he lay starring into the bare sky he saw the outline of the dragon float overhead. All were soon awakened from blissful reveries only to see a disappearing black shape in the distance. But what they did not know was what had scared Seth to the point of wet pants.(Uh, pantaloons I mean) Seth lay wrapped in a tight ball with his arms around his legs and his legs pulled up to his chest. His eyes were tight shut and his teeth bared. He made an unintelligible sound, rather like a stridulous moan. Jesse and Matt laughed heartily at this sight and promptly returned to the land of blessed reverie. Upon the coming of the sun the three started off again all in their various conditions and each quite sorry looking. Somewhere along the way they came upon a ROUS. They immediately drew their swords and began whittling spears, halberds, scalpels and pistols. The ROUS ran right up to them as they fervently carved something to kill it with and sniffed each of them in turn. Seth stood motionless when it neared him and watched every movement it made as it put its long nose up to him and took a long wiff. It promptly shook its head and exhaled, then moved to Jesse. Jesse continued carving his scalpel with great speed, intermittently looking up at it while it sniffed his foot and made strange contorted faces and went on to other parts of him. Finally it came to Matt, who by now had carved his halberd. When it came too close for Matt’s comfort he swiftly brought the weapon down upon the creatures head. This did little to deter it and upon finding Matt rather undesirable smell-wise turned and waddled off. The tableau that followed was one of three men standing in an inextricable line, motionlessly holding their wooden weapons in drooping arms that could be said to have reached the ground in the slouched stance they all assumed; starring after the ROUS as it disappeared out of sight. The three fairly recovered from this experience and got underway again as soon as they had finished gathering the remnants of self-esteem lying in neat piles at their feet. The rest of the trip was eventless, this they made sure of. Once they stood before the castle in which their worst nightmare was sure to be held captive, they all fell to asking each other what the other wanted in his will, and came to say their last good-byes. Finally they decided it would not do to stand around gabbing so they devised a plan and all ran off in separate directions to gather yucca plants. After what seemed like two minutes they all regrouped and showed their wares. The pile of yucca leaves was said to have reached to the castles highest peak. But dumb as these three were they did not think to climb the pile and enter the tower window. But they all dined to sit and twist a three strand yucca rope of some two hundred feet in length. This as it might be guessed took a considerable amount of time, and when finally the three had grown beards that reached to their toes the rope was finished. It proved a difficult task to get the end of the rope through the tower window since it was some odd two hundred feet up. So as they took turns throwing the rope with all their might into the air a huge eagle landed nearby. Now this must be remembered as the one and only clever thing these three have ever done. They reasoned to ask the eagle if he might be so kind as to fly the end of their rope up through the window. This he did, but as he flew through the window he found his wings to be too wide and he was dealt such a shock by the stone wall that he fell quickly to the ground never to rise again. The three all gathered around the bird and looking at each other with sage faces said in turn, “poor thing.”. All at once they all gave a loud whoop and ran to the rope which hung from the window far above. After a torturous climb they were all inside the tower room, breathless and exhausted. So After a time of searching which may have well been several weeks they found what they took to be the princess in a deep dungeon placarded, “Pit of Serfdom.” This was obviously the worst off maiden in all the land. Undoubtedly this was the one they had been sent off to rescue. “Better do it and get it over with.” Said Jesse choking down his heaving stomach. Seth and Matt agreed and all ripped a piece of their garments off and wrapped it around their eyes before going in to get the maiden. Once inside the Pit of Serfdom they all complained of how dark it had become, but groped around for the nearest and ugliest maiden they could find. When finally they all agreed they had found the ugliest maiden available they turned and asked her to lead them back to the round table. This she did, and upon seeing them arrive all the knights ran out to greet them and congratulate them on their wonderful work. A feast was held in their honor that night and they were led to their seats and fed by the most beautiful woman in all the kingdom. After the meal they were awarded purple hearts, for all thought them blinded in the line of duty because of the rags around their eyes. This ends the story of how these three knights came to fame and more acknowledgment than was due them. As for James he was seen by a few farmers in the outer regions walking around in the shadows looking much like a “C” clamp.

This was sadly an unfinished work, as you can see.
I can really not add any more to this story and so I will go (smoke a joint).lol J/K

My First Blog. lol

2005-03-17T12:32:00.000-08:00

Hey everybody whats been going on? (that should bring a lot of comments)
guess what, go ahead guess. GUESS!!!!
Okay never mind I won't tell you.
guess what, go ahead guess. GUESS!!!!
Okay never mind I won't tell you.
I really don't know what to write about, making a blog was prolly a mistake cause my life is very boring.
hey I have a car WELL kind of, long time ago in a land far far away their lived a girl named Jenny my sister actually. one day she was driving along and low and behold her car broke down,
so what cha think my dad took it to a repair shop to get it fixed and they do the job . All of a sudden as she's driven it home boom bang throws a rod, Parent take her out and she gets a new car, yep you see where this is going. The Parents know I can fix this thing if I have the Parts, so they give me the thing, 1988 Honda Civic DX, Sad thing.
so I tell them their is no way I am going to open that thing up and replace some part in the center of the engine, this was a while ago. Well two days ago I say forget this and me and my dad buy an engine for the thing on ebay. very good price to three hundred and seventy five yen j/k Dollers well then the shiping for this extremly heavy thing comes out to be bout two hundred.
so the things coming in next week some time and all I hae to do Is swap the thing out and boom bang got my self a car ready to roll on june 29.
Love you all : Lars
I have to go
that was longer than I expected.

2005-03-17T11:02:00.000-08:00

These are some of my friends, they are all super awesome.