*Nothing Happened*

Remember that Kid's Cover with Drue that I promised like 6 months ago? (if not click this.)

Bam bitches.

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Ohhhh, I Get It!

So, our bodies are 70% water. What controls the water on our planet? THE MOON. We blow up part of the moon so that's it's effect on earths water will change and everyone will go crazy. That's the only possible explanation I could come up with for why Obama just won a Nobel Peace Prize. He's the President of a country that is currently at war. He's the President of a country that is currently at war. I typed that twice for dramatic effect. I don't understand how this happens. Apparently it's a lot easier to win a Nobel Peace Prize than I thought. I still don't get it though, I mean, I haven't been in a fight since like, 7th grade. Why didn't I get the Nobel Peace Prize? (I'm still a gangsta, don't try me.) Obama is like the P. Diddy of government, we're not really sure what he does, but we like him, and we keep giving him awards cause it just seems right. Let's be real though, nobody wears Sean John anymore. Take that, Take that.


Atmosphere - Guarantees

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Wait, No, Seriously?

Did we really just bomb the moon? I guess technically it does belong to the US, we stuck our flag there first, which obviously means we own it. Duh. But I mean still, everybody has to use it. That's pretty greedy America. I mean, what if the Kiribati Islands decided to bomb the sun? The sun rises there first, so obviously they own it. Of course they don't have the technology or the man power to perform such an operation but WHAT IF? Who do you even ask permission to bomb the moon? Was this put to a vote? WHO voted? There's so many different parts of this that just blow my mind... and my moon. HA get it? ...Sorry.

Anyways, when the Moontians strike back and destroy every living thing on Earth because they think they may be able to find Helium beneath the surface just remember...
P.S. I actually drew this, I plan to make shirts.

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Hooray-ish.

So uh, my laptop died(RIP), and the only other computers in the house are Macs. Macs don't have Microsoft Paint cause they're stupid. That's right hipsters, I said it. Anyways, I make all of my pictures on MS Paint, and not having it around is really depressing. BUT, I just found a Mac copy-cat version of MS Paint that James Rainbow Riley was kind enough to let me download on his computer. Unfortunately it sucks. Well, it's alright, but it's weird and I don't like it. I'm going to try to use it and hopefully master it like I have done with MS Paint though. Hopefully I'll get a new laptop by the end of this month, but you know, like, a real one. PCs may get viruses but atleast I never have to ask "Does it work on macs?"

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The Santa Monica Times.

So, I don't know if you know this, but I'm taking a softball class in school. Yeah... I know. Anyways, I just go in there and pretend like I'm taking everything extremely serious, which is why I was made the assistant coach of the team. No joke. I'm also in a band. No, not Last Name Basis. I'm in a school band, we're called "The Wind Machine." I'm the lead percussionist. Which means while everyone else is trying to figure out how to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star on their tuba, I'm sitting in the back of the class banging on the bass drum pretending I'm doing the score for a kung-fu movie.

I wanted to "photoshop" some cool pictures of me doing the above stated things but my laptop broke and macs are stupid. This is all you get.

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The History of Last Name Basis.

Once upon a time, in a land far far from here- and when I say here, I mean wherever you're currently sitting, or standing (if you're one of those types)- in a land far far from here, there lived an awesome ukulelist, by the name of ShawnWashington. Anyone within earshot of his strum when he played his mighty chords would convert to the Nation of Islam instantaneously. He would travel around the cities, playing his melodies for all those who cared to listen... and even those who didn't. One day, a strapping young lyricist by the name of JamesRiley, was strolling down the very same street that Shawn was gracing with his instrumental display of beauty. As their eyes locked, the mighty Jobrim parted the clouds and shot beams of light down upon both of their bodies. Unfortunately, this explosion of pure energy proved too much for the galaxy to contain and both men spontaneously combusted into balls of confetti. After numerous reconstructive surgeries and months of rehabilitation, they joined forces again at the very same location they had previously met. Together, they made a pact to create the greatest, most powerful, most famed, most amazing, most incredible, most stupendous, most insane run-on sentence ever. They also thought it'd be pretty cool to form a band. They started off playing small venues, such as Hulk Hogan's birthday party, and R. Kelly's annual Kwanza celebration. They finally got their big break when they were asked to perform at the Soul Train Awards. Needless to say, they declined(due to religious beliefs). After a year long sabbatical in which they spent time diligently working on their music, they decided to return to their work... on their music. After years of successful tours, with thousands of groupies, and trillions of fans, they decided the next appropriate step in their band's ascension to greatness, was to create a low-budget MySpace page for you to view. And that, is where babies come from.

add our myspace!

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