Please don't shit on my poop. Ass fuck my rectal area, poop all over my dad's friend jim's mom's friend's named bill's penis and don't shove a cock horned penor into the piss covered jizz juicer.
I haven't been here in about a year. I dont like the redesign, so I am very sad to see this place becoming a ghost town. The old days of Newgrounds were good. I just looked at the most users ever online, it was like 170 something. Before the redesign it was around 700. That's sad. Go to Google Trends and type in Newgrounds, it's bad.
Recently I went to a party with my friend Justin. I didn't know the guy who was throwing the party, but everyone was invited. I had a few shots and a few beers, and I was enjoying myself for the most part but I didn't know too many people there. A few guys I didn't know called me over and asked if I wanted to smoke some weed. I agreed to the nice gesture, since I love weed and was looking to hang out with people I didn't know, maybe to make a friend or two. I went into the kitchen and there was a few people snorting cocaine off the cutting board. I was somewhat surprised, but I didn't think anything of it since I have been to plenty of parties where people were doing hard drugs out of the view of most people. I just ignored it. "This shit will get you fucked up, it's chewey" said the guy loading the bowl. I had no idea what chewey was, so I assumed it was a strain. Anyways, after a few bowls I knew it wasn't just weed. My entire mouth went completely numb. Realising what I had just done I walked outside and smoked a cigarette to make myself calm down. I knew I smoked cocaine because I have done cocaine in the past and it made my entire face numb the first time I did it. I was kind of mad, but I didn't know chewey was cocaine laced weed.
Don't you just hate it when you have a "friend" that just criticizes you left and right for shit that does not effect them in any way? For example, my "friend" criticizes me for having only had 2 girlfriends in my entire life, and he has had like 10. I don't give two shits about his love life, but he makes it his priority to tell us how great he is in bed and how I need to get a girlfriend. I have no idea why he cares so much about my goings on. Sometimes I just want to take a large blunt object and shove it slowly down his throat so he could just shut the fuck up. Now you may be thinking: "Jon, you're just sensitive when it comes to that subject". I'm not really, but when it comes to a retard criticizing my love life, that just crosses the line.
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