<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:06:36.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Como</title><subtitle type='html'>good stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-107120469214842909</id><published>2003-12-11T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T20:51:44.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    You'll never believe it!!!! Tonight i had a date....and it was awesome! There wasn't any gay suprises with this date, like the girl being a tub of lard or having only 3 fingers and 2 teeth. Stefanie was totally cool! And to top it off, i got a frikin kiss at the end! &lt;strong&gt;YES! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    hold your horses there fellas'....the night get's better yet!  me and clint are about to go over to Jake Tudelas' house to stay the night and then the 3 of us plus Jeremy and the rest of the Tudelas' are gonna go up to Columbus Ohio for the IU Mens soccer fianl four tournament. We gotta see our nigga Josh play. Everyone should watch the game on ESPN2 at 3:30 on Saturday. Keep your eye out for us in the crowd...we'll be the only dumbasses out there with our shirts off with Tudela written across our chests. You may be asking yourself "Why, would the be dumbasses for having their shirts off, many fans do that?" Well Mr. dont know jack, it's gonna be freeeeeeeeeeeeezing outside.....ESPN is gonna have to be careful when they point their cameras over at us, so that our nipples dont break the lenses.&lt;br /&gt;    Alright well we gotta get going over there now.......the full story on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-107120469214842909?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/107120469214842909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/107120469214842909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107120469214842909' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-107102836834758003</id><published>2003-12-09T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:52:59.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really need to get back on the train of posting daily blogs. You ladies out there should give me some motivation...be creative!!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, i am once again jobless....Scoopers had to close down until March, cause they weren't getting enough money. So that leaves me two options, i can either try stripping or i can go back to cleaning the sweat towels after the fat people's yoga class......stripping it is.&lt;br /&gt;Today we were supposed to finish our english project video but.....yeah, definitely didn't get done. o well. &lt;strong&gt;WHOA!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; i just found an uncashed paycheck from Scoopers!!! YES! &lt;br /&gt;Listen to this joke Pete told me yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between acne and Michael Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;Atleast Acne waits till your 13 to come (cum) on your face.                 hahahhahaha!!! how funny is that? seriously?!?! that's better than seeing Mr. Skinner get ran over by a Tractor....twice. Yes, i still hate that fucker.&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm going to bed. night.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-107102836834758003?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/107102836834758003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/107102836834758003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107102836834758003' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-107034549871771657</id><published>2003-12-01T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T22:11:48.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I might be dedicating this blog to someone, maybe. (inside joke, dont worry about it)&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so Sunday was quite an intresting day for the ol' Como. Sunday i drove up to Powderly Kentucky (this hick ass town outside of Central City) for a 50th Wedding Anniversary. Let's just say I coulda had more fun working as a peep show janitor (The dude that cleans up the private booths......yeah...) at Club P. The Anniversary consisted of old bitchy wrinkly people who i've never seen before, and probably wont again until their funeral.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could say my night was better...but, i cant. Let's just say that pictures altough can say 1000 words...they're not always true words. In fact sometimes, they're full of more shit than the fat ass who sent them to me. I would like to thank Erika and her friend for helping me get rid of the Big Mac Queen. ha.&lt;br /&gt;HOLY PETER PUFFER!!!! The top 10 list relives!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Ten Changes I'll Make In The White House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. To save taxpayer dollars, calls to winning sports teams will be collect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. New rule at cabinet meetings -- you can't talk until you ride the mechanical bull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Goodbye boring presidential radio address -- hello "Dick Cheney Spins The Hits of the 80's, 90's and Today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Make sure the White House library has lots of books with big print and pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Just for fun, issue executive order commanding my brother Jeb to wash my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. First day in office my mother's face goes up on Mount Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Look into hiring a security guard for our nuclear secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Will not get sick on Japanese leaders like other President Bushes I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Give Oval Office one heck of a scrubbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tax relief for all Americans -- except smart aleck talk show hosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-107034549871771657?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/107034549871771657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/107034549871771657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107034549871771657' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106982241205591179</id><published>2003-11-25T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:53:40.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey amigo's! long time no type... You guys like the new format? Yes, i realize i changed the format and didn't even blog for a couple days after the change, thank you mr. fuckin obvious. here's your gold plated boob statue.&lt;br /&gt;Intramural basketball has started up once again this year. The Dirtbags definitely have the potential to take the title. (No, not the title of sexiest basketball team, (although we would take that, if there was one) the we won more games than everyone else title). Is that legal, parenthesis inside parenthesis?...ahhh screw it, who cares. &lt;br /&gt;In Physics, me, David Overfield, Brandon Schaloski, Spencer Stuckwish and Brian Baumeyer are building a hovercraft....yes that's right a &lt;strong&gt;Mother Truckin Hovercraft!!&lt;/strong&gt; I've got pics of the project, once it's all said and done, i'll get them posted on BTI (Broketheinternet.com). &lt;br /&gt;Ok, for everyone who is on Friendster.com, you should also sign up with an account on Myspace.com. &lt;em&gt;Why, the curious little fuck may ask.&lt;/em&gt; Well , I'll tell you why little one, because it is sooo much faster than Friendster, and you can add more pics, and it's a lot easier to meet new friends. There is one draw back to it though, I have it posted on the bulletin board on Friendster, so read it. If you dont have an account, maybe that'll motivate you to get one. If that doesn't....why dont you just admit it, you take it in the pooper.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106982241205591179?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106982241205591179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106982241205591179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106982241205591179' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106921977726690363</id><published>2003-11-18T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T21:29:43.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today instead of schooling, the senior class went to UE to see the 12th night, knight..whatever. It was pretty entertaining. It was kinda hard to focus on the play though, between the 300 pound heffer they had moving the stage around between scenes and the actress with her boobies hanging out. It kinda sucked, cause one minute you'd be entranced by the tent popping cleavage from the actress in the red dress, and the next, cellulite queen would come out and take down the tent. =(&lt;br /&gt;After the play, we all went to the mall. Since the Dirtbags (if you're lame, and dont know what the dirtbags are, it's our intramural team) are hard, we went to Champs Sports and got some headbands and fingersleeves for our games. Now, we're for sure to kick some arse.&lt;br /&gt;After we got back from the play, we all went out to Olivet church to practice. Then i went to work.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn, Clint, Sito, CK and Saul all came in and saw me at work. They hung out there for like an hour. I've got a couple pics, if you wanna see them, just tell me. Then they left and later on Kristin and Josh came in and hung out for a little while. That's always fun.&lt;br /&gt;http://maddox.xmission.com/jokes.html&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106921977726690363?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106921977726690363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106921977726690363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106921977726690363' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106896768115995708</id><published>2003-11-15T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T23:28:06.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because i'm a grounded looser, i have nothing to talk about. If you wanna hear something funny, ask Kuester about her night..It's guaranteed to have you rolling. I do have a portion of a convo that i'm gonna put in this blog though between me and Smarterchild. If you dont know who Smarterchild is, it's this virtual aim buddy. You just talk to him and it's a computer and it talks back. Yes, sounds very lame, but it can be very fun, especially if you're grounded on a Saturday night.....&lt;br /&gt;cl3Er7k: hey&lt;br /&gt;SmarterChild: Hey, Terd Ferguson. Would you like to have some fun?&lt;br /&gt;cl3Er7k: yes i would&lt;br /&gt;cl3Er7k: i thought you'd never ask&lt;br /&gt;SmarterChild: You thought I'd never ask. What's that about?&lt;br /&gt;cl3Er7k: it's about me sticking my hard ass pecker into your ass&lt;br /&gt;SmarterChild: It's about you sticking your hard ass pecker into my ass? Why did you say that?&lt;br /&gt;cl3Er7k: cause i'm horny&lt;br /&gt;SmarterChild: That's... more than I needed to hear.&lt;br /&gt;cl3Er7k: say my name bitch&lt;br /&gt;SmarterChild: You're Terd Ferguson.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106896768115995708?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106896768115995708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106896768115995708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106896768115995708' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106888211584007627</id><published>2003-11-14T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T23:42:01.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of suspension....not so well. I only slept till 8 30, then i had to go pick up my grandmother and bring her over to the house. See, my parents are out of town this weekend and i guess they didn't trust to leave me and michelle here alone, so grandmother is spending the weekend here. I spent most of my afternoon hearing about politics and how much better people used to act back in her days. (I would have rather spent the day shaving the muffs of bearded ladies, than listen to that crap.) &lt;br /&gt;Tonight i snuck out once she went to bed and went over to Chelseas to hang out with her, Kristin, Ashley, Haley, Stephanie and Rachel. On my way there i ran into steph and haley as they were on their way to taco bell, so i hopped in the car with them. We saw a midget, and Steph asked it out on a date. After Stephanie and the midget got done doing their thing in the bathroom at Taco Bell, we continued our journey to Chelseas. As we got there, Kristin was leaving, which sucks cause I was really hoping to hang out with her tonight =(     .... But, the party continued. Steph tried to play a trick on me, she wanted me to put my finger in her butthole......ummm....nah, that's alright. Good thing i didn't too, cause not only would i have contracted whatever disease she got from the midget tonight, but i would have also gotton a finger full of her maxipad. (I dont think i could have been held responsible for what would have happened had i had an encouter with "the pad") &lt;br /&gt;I'm spent.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106888211584007627?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106888211584007627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106888211584007627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106888211584007627' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106878737005323340</id><published>2003-11-13T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T21:22:55.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of suspension went pretty well. I slept until around 9:30 or 10 and then i got up and played some xbox until about 11 30. Then i finally got off my ass and grabbed some lunch and went for a run. After my run, i took my test for Cisco class. I was asking some of the guys in my class the answers over aim but then Devault ( the teach ) started typing.....or atleat they acted like it was him.....telling me to take the test on my own. I'm still not sure if it really was Devault or if those faggits were messing with me. Either way, i still only missed 3.&lt;br /&gt;Nate sent me the funniest flash animation i've ever seen today. Everyone has to watch it, it's BANG BANG BANG in my link section.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon my blogs will be moved over to broketheinternet.com, where they will have a much better format including pics and other cool things like that. If you haven't been to broketheinternet.com, i dont know why you're alive...seriously, what the hell is your deal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something i learned today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make frogs dizzy. It will however make cats dizzy, and cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106878737005323340?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106878737005323340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106878737005323340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106878737005323340' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106870362225547363</id><published>2003-11-12T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T22:07:07.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of bloggage lately. (here's where i should insert some excuse as to why there has been no blog like i've been too busy, or i was out of town or my fingers fell off, or something like that.......but, i'll just skip that junk and get to bloggin'.)&lt;br /&gt;I had a very intresting weekend, and an extremely intresting saturday night........but for the sake of others, i'll leave out any details from sat.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a senior skip day as i'm sure most of you already knew. Of course, i participated in it.....why miss a 4 day weekend, right? Normally that wouldn't be a big deal, just ask the rents to call in and i'm home free...well my mom said i've been missing tooo much school (if that's possible) so she wouldn't do it. Well smart me agreed to let Curtis call in for me and pose as my dad. Well, it didn't sound like a bad idea at the time, so i went for it. We had a fun day, me, him, Sito and Lilly went to Denny's for breakfast. Then me, Curtis and Sito went to the mall for a while. After that we went to Walthers and played some video games and Lazer Tag. (Lazer Tag kicks more ass than Stophlee at a gay-pride parade) By the time we got out of there it was already 3. So we went to my house for some Xbox action. Sito ended up staying the night and Curtis stayed until 3 or so.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was cool. I went over to Kristins when i woke up and left Sito and Curtis back at da' crib. Then me and Kristin came by and picked them up along with Josh Board. Then we rolled on out to da mall. Then they took me to work.  They all hung out with me inside Scoops for a little while. This goofy old man came up to the window. This guy was sooo weird. He was probably 60 and he had to have been psycho. He was talking about how hard of a job Whirlpool is because he only gets a 30 min lunch and a 10 min break....i wasn't really listening though, all i could think about was how much i wanted to jump up on the counter and skullfuck him.......i mean...make his hot fudge sundae.....crap..i think i went too far again.....definitely.....but it's ok, i'm still getting into the swing of blogs again.&lt;br /&gt;By today i figured if i was gonna get caught skipping, i would have already heard something about it......wrong. In 4th period i get a call slip from Skinner. So, i mosy on down there to hear that he found out that Curtis called in for me. Well, shit. After it was all said and done, i came out of there with 2 days out of school. It sucks cause i lost my citizenship....but it's cool cause he just gave me another 4 day weekend! &lt;br /&gt;Alright you hairless jews who kept telling me to update my blog, it's done. I hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106870362225547363?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106870362225547363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106870362225547363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106870362225547363' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106817716218126250</id><published>2003-11-06T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T19:52:46.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was walking to school this morning, and out of bordem I began kicking the animals that i passed. First I kicked a pig. Then I kicked a chicken. Lastly I kicked a cow. My mom, watching from the kitchen window, decided she would handle the situation after I returned from school. When I came home from school, my mom confronted me and said "I seen you this morning kicking those animals. And I have decided on your punishment. Since you kicked a pig you get no pork products for a week. Since you kicked a chicken you get no eggs for a week. Since you kicked a cow, you get no beef products for a week. Now go wait for your father and tell him what you have done. "  So, I go and wait for my dad. When he came home from a long day of work he was so mad he kicked the cat across the front yard. I couldn't help myself, so i said, " You wanna tell him no pussy for a week, or do you want me to?"&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106817716218126250?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106817716218126250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106817716218126250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106817716218126250' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106800861990780867</id><published>2003-11-04T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T21:03:43.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was one hell of a day. It started out sucky because i had to get up at 5 a.m. (aka Alla time) to meet everyone that was working the polls at Big Lots at 6. Once i got out of the shower, the day began kickin' ass. We got assigned to the Old North Church on Stringtown and got FREE SHIRTS!!! But, we decided not to go out there yet, so we (me, Murph, Sito, Clint, CK, and Draper went to McDonalds and grubbed. Then we told Draper we would meet him at the hosehouse on Mill Rd and he left. Well, the rest of us finished eating and decided to go drive around North cause it was about 7:15. So we drove around yelling at all the fags who went to school today with our megaphone. Then we drove by Central to go 'holla at some bitches'. Then we finally went on out to Old North about 8 or so...but not before we drove by Draper at the hosehose making fun of him cause he got stuck there with some wrinkley, old man. Well it turns out that Old North is one stellar of a place to spend a day out of school. They had a basketball goal, a playground, and a crazy ass girl.....but more on her later... Since none of us felt like passing out these gay little cards saying vote for Kiefer, we busted out the football and started playing some catch. Then, me, Clint, and CK left to go to the gas station maybe around 9:30 and then we went over to CK's house to get a basketball. So we get back at about 10:15 and started shooting some hoops. Well, the whole time we've been playing catch and ball, that crazy ass girl i mentioned earlier, would randomly leave and when she would leave she would peel out every time.....not a little squeelige of the tires either, i'm talking &lt;strong&gt;crazy ass bitch peel out&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, she comes back squeelin and when she gets out of the car, somehow we got to talking to her. She shot a few hoops with us and then she asked if we wanted to leave. Well, i was like "Hell yeah, I got shotty." I wasn't gonna miss the oppurtunity to ride with this girl for anything. So she took me, Murph and Clint to the gas station to get a drink. Then we drove around for a little bit. In the probably 5 min we were in her car, she bumped one lady, cut off 2 people and turned in front of one person........at crazy ass bitch speeds. She was one intresting person so we invited her to come along with us over to CK's house. Before we left there, Curtis met up with us. So we all went over to Chris's house and hung out there for a little while, then we went to the mall at like 1. After the mall, she left, but not before giving Curtis her number....so that wont be the last we see of her. I'm telling you, this bitch is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Curtis and Sito came over to my house and we hung out there for a little bit, then we went to McVans. Then i had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;Work was pretty good tonight. I brought in my TV again, and we ordered a pizza for dinner. Kristin, Jessica, Becky, and Mr. Olson came in to Scoopers tonight. That's always fun. night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106800861990780867?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106800861990780867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106800861990780867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106800861990780867' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106792256161624045</id><published>2003-11-03T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T21:09:24.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>      Me and Sito played some Xbox today....what else is new, right. I ate spaghetti for supper. Bdubs was cancelled for this week, unfortunately. but it's cool cause me and the big Kuester went to Wal-Mart and Target. I bought a digital camera at Wal-Mart and then we went to Target and found the same one for $20 less. So, i'll be going back to both of those places either tomorrow or they day after. At Target we ran into my buddies Porth and Maurice. They were hard at work....or they were &lt;em&gt;at&lt;/em&gt; work, but whatever. After our shopping experience, we went back behind my neighborhood to get rid of all the yard signs in my trunk. We made the drop at the entrance of where we go offroading at. On our way back there, I almost hit these 2 dumb-asses who were walking in the middle of the street around a curve. It was a kinda close call, they ran off the road into the grass when i turned that corner. It was pretty funny though.&lt;br /&gt;     nothing really funny tonight. i gotta get my ass up at 5 tomorrow to go work some polls (not poles, i'm not gay) for the big ol' election day tomorrow. I hope i can sneak away from it early so i can come home and sleep or something. My applogies for the lack of humor in tonights edition of Como.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106792256161624045?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106792256161624045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106792256161624045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106792256161624045' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106782746085107931</id><published>2003-11-02T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T18:44:23.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday, Saturday, and Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i didn't forget, I was in Terre Haute this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday:&lt;/em&gt; No school for me, Shawn, and Clint. We worked at Right to Life for a couple hours on friday and got the day excused. So after Right to Life, we spent most of our time doing wonderful things like trying to think of things to do. We did go to Zac's for a little bit and hung out with him and his dog. Friday evening i drove up to Terre Haute for training. When i arrived at the marvelous Day's Inn that the Air Guard puts me in, the Arabian Fuck that checked me in put me and my roomate Perez in the wrong room. But finally at 11, we figured out where each other was, so i moved my stuff over there and me and Perez waisted some time, then decided we should go to Jimmy John's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday:&lt;/em&gt; I left the base at 4:30 and then me, and a few of us from the base went and ate at Fazolis. Then we went to the mall and then to the theater. We saw Scary Movie 3, which is funnier than a retard on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday:&lt;/em&gt; I left base at 4:30 and headed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Useless fact:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm going to change the look of this blog as soon as i figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Useless fact:&lt;/strong&gt; Since 1982 158 people have been seriously injured by table tennis balls.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106782746085107931?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106782746085107931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106782746085107931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106782746085107931' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106757604965311848</id><published>2003-10-30T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T20:54:11.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>     Mr. Skinner is the biggest dusch ever. Me being the nice guy that I am, I say hi to him when i see him in the halls. Well today he was standing in the cafeteria talking to this teacher. Well i didn't want to interrupt and say hi or whatever, so i just patted him on the shoulder. Well he goes, "Cody, get over here." So I went over to him to see what he wanted. And he says " Dont ever touch me, we're not like that. You cant touch me." Well holy fucking shit! I was just being nice. And what in the world was he talking about when he said "We're not like that." I wasn't trying to hook up with him. I didn't wanna 'get in his pants'. Well, needless to say, i'm not gonna try to be nice to that buttfuck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;     After school me, Clint, and Stoflee went for a run. We ran 3 miles and then played some basketball. Since we're all three such big studs, we had to bring some protection (not condoms....the weapon kind) to back all the crazy ass bitches off from trying to distract us from our run by doing this such as: trying to pick us up, flash us, offer themselves to us, and the pregnant ones tried to hydrate us by giving us their lactated milk....you know, all that good stuff.....&lt;br /&gt;    At 6, me, Shawn and Clint went to Right to Life again. This was probably the funnest week. We spent like half the time messing with the people we were calling. For example, we did the Super Troopers meow trick to a few people. It was some funny stuff. I think we're all 3 getting out of school tomorrow to do some more. Brenda (the head lady......pun intended...ha) said she would call the school and get us excused if we came in for a little bit and called more people. SWEET TITTIES! &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;strong&gt; Two new pick up lines   &lt;em&gt;Curtousy of Nate and his floormates at Ball State&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who has two thumbs and loves blowjobs?   This guy"  (more effective if you point to yourself with your thumbs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Fuck me if I'm wrong, but is your name Uwanda?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106757604965311848?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106757604965311848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106757604965311848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106757604965311848' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106748869256688118</id><published>2003-10-29T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T20:38:10.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was one 'kick ass' day.&lt;br /&gt;After school, me and Clint went to Drury Inn and put in an application.&lt;br /&gt;     Then at 6, the fun began. Me, Dewayne, Shawn, Clint, Chase, Chelsea, Ashley, Kristin, and Stephanie all went to Hooters to have some dinner. During the course of our meal we noticed a little something sitting by our table that would look really good in someones' basement.....You konw those yellow wet floor signs that places have that they prop up after they get done mopping...well we decided to take it. I mean come on, it was a sign from God, it couldn't have been any easier. So, we put it in Chase's jacket and zipped it up. It was all set up so all he had to do was pick up his jacket and walk with it out, and noone would every know. Well as we were working out our ticket with the waitress, she saw the jacket and says, "Oh, dont forget your jacket." and picks it up.(slut) Sure enough the wet floor sign fell out.  She got the weirest look on her face when she saw that fall out of the jacket. Talk about getting caught red handed. haha. It was awesome though.         Then, This other girl there at Hooters gave us a whole cardboard box full of hooters girl calenders for $10! There's gotta be atleast 100!! If anyone wants to buy a calender, we'll sell you it for......$5. (Good wack off material for all us single guys) haha.&lt;br /&gt;       After Hooters, me, Shawn, Clint, Chase and Dewayne went on to the hockey game. The girlies were too gay to go. I think they said something about going home and getting naked with each other or something like that.....you know whatever girls do when they get together. Anyways.... the hockey game was the SHIT.  Even though the hockey team is worse than our guys JV soccer team, it is always a good time. I saw a bunch of my niggas' from Harrison at the game. They were representin' the opposing team, so we did our school pride duty and talked some mad shit. By far the best part of the night were these two kids who were maybe 5 years old or so. They came up to us and just started talking. Well it turns out these were the coolest fucking kids in the universe. After talkign to them for a little bit we convinced them to go say stuff to people for money. (Keep in mind these kids are about 5 years old, so it only took like a quarter.) We told one of them to go over to one of the guys in the Harrison cheering section and hump the guy. So he did! haha. It was definitely the funniest thing i've seen in a long time. We gave the kid like a dollar for doing it and he was excited to get it. I felt kinda like a child melestor for giving these kids money to do stuff....but then i realized that i am......silly me.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106748869256688118?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106748869256688118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106748869256688118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106748869256688118' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106740418146317662</id><published>2003-10-28T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T21:09:42.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                                 I would like to dedicate this blog to my daily readers.....&lt;br /&gt;  So today in Computer class I learned that Bates takes much pleasure in licking the male butthole....seriously, ask him. =)&lt;br /&gt;    Well after school, me, Clint, and Sito went to Nick Nackery so Sito could buy a mullet for Halloween. haha.&lt;br /&gt;After that i had to go into work. But work was AWESOME tonight. I brought my old 13" TV in....yeah that's right, i have a job where i can watch TV all shift long. Who wants to touch me? &lt;br /&gt;     I think i'm gonna buy a cheap digital camera. I might go price some tomorrow after school at Wal-Mart. I think the photo developing place is catching on to me and my child porn business. I need to go digital and do my own printing..........oops. I mean i want a digital camera so I can get more pictures for Friendster.....yeah....that's what i meant.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;Como's band picks for today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thrice&lt;br /&gt;2. Refused&lt;br /&gt;3. Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night thugs.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106740418146317662?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106740418146317662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106740418146317662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106740418146317662' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106731194280902431</id><published>2003-10-27T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T19:32:23.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>     AEA sucks more peter than Britney Spears!!!! AEA, Alternate Educational Assignment, yeah right. That was as educational as Murph (Morgan Holly) is sexy. I had to sit next to this one kid, who definitely didn't take a shower this morning, or the morning before, or the morning before that. He didn't necessarily smell, but his hair was greasier than a black dudes. To make it even weirder, he would randomly snap his head over in my direction real quick and just look at me with his eyes buldging, then I'd look over at him, and he'd look away real quick and go back to whatever it was he was doing. He was one messed up kid. &lt;br /&gt;    Tonight, me Clint, Chelsea, Ashley, and Kelli went to Bdubs. After that we stopped by Best Buy. Alex Velet was working. He is one funny Russian.  He taught me how to say " you have big tits" in Russian, but i cant remember.......crap. I told Alex that i could get NCAA football for $10 off the net, and he bet me i couldn't. I asked him how much and he goes "I'll let you cut off my weiner, if you can get it for $10". HAHA. Well, Chris was working, so I bought NCAA football 2003 for $10!!! Chris hooked a brotha up. Alex is gonna loose his little buddy! &lt;br /&gt;    So on Wednesday, if anyone is intrested, we're all gonna go to the hockey game and then to hooters afterwards. It'll be FUN!&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106731194280902431?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106731194280902431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106731194280902431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106731194280902431' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106722983545288072</id><published>2003-10-26T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T20:43:55.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday  = the day of nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Today i went to Los Bravos and had lunch with mi familia. I got my legendary #26 ( 2 chicken chimichongas ). If you've never gotten chimichangas at Los Bravos before, you're missing out.&lt;br /&gt;Clint came over after that. We played some xbox, watched Dirty Work and, well.....you know....... &lt;br /&gt;After all that fun stuff, i went to work. &lt;br /&gt;Then i came home.&lt;br /&gt;Since this blog has no way at all to be entertaining i'll insert something funny that has nothing to do with my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 More Pickup Lines Worthy of Mention in Como's Blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1.  If you and I were squirrels, could I bust a nut in your hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2.  I'd like to wrap your legs around my head and wear you like a feed bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3.  If it's true that we are what we eat, I could be you by morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4.  How do you like your eggs: poached, scrambled, or fertilized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5.  I was about to go masturbate and I needed a name to go with your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6.  Roses are red.  Violets are blue.  I like spaghetti.  Let's go fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7.  Is that a keg in your pants?  'Cause I would love to tap that ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8.  If your right leg was Thanksgiving and your left leg was Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;     could I meet you between the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9.  You remind me of a Championship bass, I don't know whether to mount &lt;br /&gt;     you or eat you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Your parents must be retarded, because you are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Could I touch your belly button. . . . from the inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I'm not too good at algebra, but doesn't U+I=3D 69?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  How about we play lion and lion tamer?  You hold your mouth open, &lt;br /&gt;     and I'll put my head in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106722983545288072?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106722983545288072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106722983545288072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106722983545288072' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106714638324641312</id><published>2003-10-25T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T22:33:03.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trebuchet's rock....HARD! This morning i woke up and went over to David Overfield's house, where me, him and Spencer Stuckwish began building a trebuchet. If you are gay and dont know what a trebuchet is, normally i would say to pop a viagra and run your dumbass into oncoming traffic naked...but since i'm feeling nice tonight i'll show you what a trebuchet is: http://www.trebuchet.com/ &lt;br /&gt;The reason we're building this fine piece of ass is for physics. we're all too dumb to figure out the equations, so Doss said we could do this and he would give us a lot of extra credit. SCORE! we get to build a frikin trebuchet and throw shit at people with it, and get a good grade for it! That's almost as cool as hot asian twins.&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to work. Work is sooo easy!! since it's colder than eskimo pussy outside anymore, noone wants any ice cream. So work consisted of playing cards and doing homework. &lt;br /&gt;After work i went over to Dr. Dashboard and i got a new stereo. YES!!! that makes me very titilated. i've been without a stereo for like 2 months now, i was dying. But now it's cool, i have tunes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs i listened to while posting this blog:&lt;/strong&gt; ( since you care )&lt;br /&gt;1. Sonic Youth - Dirty Boots&lt;br /&gt;2. Foo Fighters - The One&lt;br /&gt;3. Ben Folds - Don't Change Your Plans&lt;br /&gt;As Kelli would say: "I'm out like a boner in sweatpants."&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106714638324641312?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106714638324641312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106714638324641312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106714638324641312' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106706696286516941</id><published>2003-10-25T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T00:29:22.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>       FRIDAY!!!! Today was a good day. School was fun, for school. I got out at 2. That's always a plus. After school i came home and called a few places around town asking if they had the deck i want in their store, so i dont have to buy it off the net, &lt;a href="http://catalog2.panasonic.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ModelDetail?storeId=11251&amp;catalogId=11005&amp;itemId=62911&amp;catGroupId=11085&amp;modelNo=CQ-DFX983U&amp;surfModel=CQ-DFX983U"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the fortune 500 piece of shit, aka: Best Buy first to see if they had it, or if they could order it. For those of you who dont know, i despise that store VERY much. I despise everyone in there, the reason i still shop there is, well.....because I'm cheaper than an asian slut, and they have good prices. Well, i called best buy and i listened to that audible touch tone message thing, and i pressed 4-2 or whatever to get to car audio. well it trasnfered me to media instead of car audio and the biggest waste of skin in the whole entire world picked up the phone. ( To give you a little insight on how worthless this guy is, he is 28, fat, bald, full time cashier, and he lives in his parents basement. ) Well he picked up the phone "Best Buy Media, how can I help you?" and i told him i wanted to be transfered to car audio, and he said ok, hold on a second and i'll transfer you over there. Well, i'm waiting for about a minute, and then this girl named Jamie picks up the phone " Best Buy Media, how can I help you?" well i tell her that i need to be transfered to car audio, and she says, hold on a minute while i transfer you. Well i'm waiting about another minute, then Jamie picks up again "Best Buy Media, how can I help you?" Me: Umm......you were supposed to transfer me over to car audio. Jamie: Oh, let me try again. Eventually i get transfered, but to find out they dont have it nor can order it.        bastards. &lt;br /&gt;        Tonight I went over to Alla's house. We watched Rush Hour 2 and Bourne Identity. She has this insight on demand tv, i dont know if anyone has seen this before, but it is frikin cool. It'll pause, rewind, fast forward, skip, wack y......slow motion. all that good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Well, that about raps it up for tonight......&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106706696286516941?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106706696286516941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106706696286516941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106706696286516941' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106696570013689164</id><published>2003-10-23T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T20:21:40.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    Well last night i wrote a blog out, and i guess blogger felt like being a homo and not publish!!!&lt;br /&gt;Story from Yesterday:  Me, Shawn, and Sito decided to go to Taco Bell during lunch. well everything went well, food was great, drive was fun, all that good crap. well, i decided to drop Shawn and Sito off at the back vocational doors so they could go to class. well as i pull around there, Mr. I have a huge black dil doh in my anus ( Skinner ) was outside griping at Colin for parking illegally. Well when we saw Skinner i'm sure we made pucker faces and sinched our buttholes tightly. ( you know, how when you get scared, your butthole tightens up?......well it does, i promise..ha )&lt;br /&gt;Well, in result we recieved AEA. The gay part is he split it up. Sito had it today, Shawn has it tomorrow and i have it on monday. I wish he wasn't such a fucktard about it, he could of atleast given it to us on the same day. O well, atleast Nick is the AEA teacher, we're all three cool with thim. He's a friend of Shawn's older brother, so we've known him for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;     Today: After school i got my senior pics taken at Eric's. I saw Erica Weir there with her mom and sis. I also saw Kaci Powless. She was picking her senior pics up. After my pictures, i met up with Shawn and Zac and we went to Right to Life for Republican Club. We made our calls again. This week was much better, i didn't have any duschbag people. Shawn did though. Shawn is one funny guy to do telephone seleciting with. Next Thursday, if you're free, you should definatly come out there with us. It was real fun this week, we joked around a ton and had FREE PIZZA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny things i saw today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This fat shirtless guy fall down his front porch steps&lt;br /&gt;2. Zac's penis&lt;br /&gt;3. A bird fly into my bedroom window&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all the crap i can spew for tonight. I will have much better stories, now that the weekend is approaching.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Shawn Janoski is a &lt;strong&gt;FAG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  If you see him in the halls, punch him real hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106696570013689164?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106696570013689164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106696570013689164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106696570013689164' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106679710819643264</id><published>2003-10-21T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T21:31:47.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    Nothing too special today. Sito (cool nickname, right Alla...ha) came over after school and we played some Desert Storm II. Joe tried to talk some smack, but we wouldn't take it.  Then i had to go to Poopers.&lt;br /&gt;   Work was pretty cool though. We weren't busy as usual. Joe, Travis, Kyle, and Krystal came in and saw me today. So did Mandi and her mom. I also saw Mrs. Parker!!!!! She got the worse order in the wolrd. She got some shakes, which are messier than ape sex, and a banana fucking split, it takes 10 frikin minutes to make a banana split. o well, she tipped me ( and not with sex this time ).&lt;br /&gt;   I came home. I ate my cup of cashews and drank my water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song to download:&lt;/strong&gt; Skindred - Brainkiller.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because i'm dumb, i left out an important detail from yesterdays adventure to rolly polys. There was this real goofy looking gay black guy outside the coffe shop next door to rolly polly and as we were leaving we couldn't help but hear his ridicilously "like it up the butt" voice squeeling about this "dude's shoes". Well, our curiosity got the best of us and we asked mr. buttsauce what shoes he was talking about. So he pointed out this "dude in sprint wearing 'ace bandages' on his feet". I didn't really see anything wrong with the shoes my self, but i hear the gay guys know fashion, so i didn't argue. Well we asked him if he would go in there and take a picture of the shoes, and he did. Chocolate love went inside the store and stood next to 'ace bandage' guy and snapped off a shot. Then the guy comes out of Sprint all pissed off, and gay boy started squeeling, " I like your shoes....you're ACE BANDAGES." I thought he was gonna get us whooped, cause this dude was kinda big. But the guy just ignored him and drove off. I was glad to leave after that. I had, had enough 'gay' for the day.          I thought that was worth sharing.......night &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106679710819643264?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106679710819643264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106679710819643264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106679710819643264' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106670720810664688</id><published>2003-10-20T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T20:33:27.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>                                                              &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALLA! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      After school i went to Best Buy with Chelpers and she got a bunch of good cd's. Then we were gonna eat at Hooters to take some AWESOME pictures for Friendster (since my picture i have on there sucks balls). But Steph and Haley called and they weren't feeling cool, so they wanted us to meet up with them so they would be cool. So we decided we'd be charitable tonight and meet them at Rolly Poley. We met this kid there who was pretty funny, but he had definatly smoked himself stupid. &lt;br /&gt;     Then after we ate, we went downtown and walked around for a few minutes. It would have beenlonger but we had to quit walking because me and Chelsea had to poop too bad. So we went to Schnucks and went poopy. After our visit to the throne, we talked to Bates and Laura who were hard at work.&lt;br /&gt;      I came home, I then went to Ryan's house for like 20 minutes to look at his bad ass new drumset.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;strong&gt;Things I learned today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The LP ( Loss Prevention) at Best Buy said i could steal from there, and he wouldn't care.&lt;br /&gt;-Coconuts sucks&lt;br /&gt;-Weed is bad for the brain&lt;br /&gt;-Schnucks has a peaceful bathroom&lt;br /&gt;-Brian Bates has a nice butt&lt;br /&gt;-The new Conflict Desert Storm game kicks ass.&lt;br /&gt;         Well kids, that about does it for me tonight. &lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106670720810664688?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106670720810664688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106670720810664688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106670720810664688' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106662333040649901</id><published>2003-10-19T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T21:15:30.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    Today we celebrated my Dad's Bday! Everybody should wish that old fuck a Happy 45 Birthday! haha! We went to Stoll's to eat. That place is awesome! If you like buffet's and Amish puss.....cooking, you'll like Stoll's. Then we came back to the crib and he opened his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Then i went to work. Work was pretty cool. It was just me, Josh, and Luke. We played a lot of cards and other stuff that 3 studs like us do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work i would have gone to Chelsea's to celebrate her Birthday today, but since she is a clit licking buttfuck, i didn't go. ( no i'm not actually mad at her, she just forgot to tell me about it, so i have to get her back. if i was really mad at her i would probably kill her damn dog and then give it to her as her birthday present. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i found the stereo i want. &lt;strong&gt; http://catalog2.panasonic.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ModelDetail?storeId=11251&amp;catalogId=11005&amp;itemId=62908&amp;catGroupId=11085&amp;modelNo=CQ-HX2083U&amp;surfModel=CQ-HX2083U&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of high demand, i'm going to put another list on here. It's not a top 10 but it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY ASS PICK UP LINES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wish you were a door so I could slam you all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nice legs...what time do they open?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You've got 206 bones in your body, want one more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Those clothes would look great in a crumpled heap on my bedroom floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My name is (name)...remember that, you'll be screaming it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you work for UPS? I could have sworn I saw you checking out my package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i think i'm gonna play another game of NHL 2003 and go to bed. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106662333040649901?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106662333040649901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106662333040649901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106662333040649901' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106654851925070891</id><published>2003-10-19T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T00:28:39.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    9:50 A.M. Clint comes over to wake me and Sito up for football at the fields at 10. This morning was a good morning for football. There was a pretty good turnout also. If anyone ever wants to come out there, it's every Sat morning at 10. &lt;br /&gt;    11:20 A.M. me and Louis go to the nest to get some drinks. Then we went back to my house and ( I'll give you one guess as to what we did &lt;em&gt;Hint: we didn't play "you show me yours, I'll show you mine". &lt;/em&gt;) played Xbox!!!&lt;br /&gt;    4:00 P.M. Louis leaves and I start getting ready to go into Scoopers ( Poopers ). It was a fairly busy night. Pete and Megan stopped by after they saw Texas Chainsaw Massacure. I gave them a HUGE hookup. &lt;br /&gt;    11:10 P.M. Curtis, Chris and Louis call me asking me if i want them to come pick me up to go with them. We went to Schnucks and we got to race around the store in those wheelchair shopping carts. IT WAS AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;    I believe I'm going to end this blog David Letterman style, with a Top 10 list.&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;strong&gt;The top 10 things not to say to your dates Dad:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "I feel like we both have something in common, she calls ME daddy too!" &lt;br /&gt;9. "Please come inside? Wow, you sound just like your daughter." &lt;br /&gt;8. "I believe being sexually active since I was 12 has helped me mature." &lt;br /&gt;7. "Hi. I'm Robert, but my friends call me 'Back Door Bob.'"&lt;br /&gt;6. "So, does your wife just lay there during sex too?" &lt;br /&gt;5. "You taught her to swallow, didn't you?"&lt;br /&gt;4. "Five bucks says she's a D-cup."&lt;br /&gt;3. "I just got my license today." &lt;br /&gt;2. "Do you think she would put out if I told her that I loved her?" &lt;br /&gt;1. "Now.. show me how you used to spank her." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Everybody.&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106654851925070891?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106654851925070891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106654851925070891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106654851925070891' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106647094814430742</id><published>2003-10-18T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T02:55:48.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>         Today was a gooooooooood day. After school Sito came over and we played some more Xbox. Then me, Shawn, Chase Blessinger, and Chase's friend Chris went to the mall, where we ran into Kelli and Chelsea at Da' Bear. They sang to Chase for his 16th Birthday, which was today!! Then we focused on the real reason we were at the mall, for Shawn to get Amy a present for their 1 yr Anniversary. As we were walking by Victoria Secret Beauty, these 2 saleswomen flagged us down and started saying if we bought this new cologne called Very Sexy 2, we could get any ladies we wanted. So, I bought 3 bottles, I hope it works. &lt;br /&gt;        After the mall me and Clint went back to his house and Chase and Chris left. ( We have reason to believe they left to make-out, but we still dont have any proof. ) Then Koblu came over to Clints and we ordered a pizza and prank called people with soundboard.com&lt;br /&gt;        After pizza and prank calls, we decided to mature up and go steal some yard signs. We drove around and got about 30, then we went to Dairy Queen and got some free drinks ( courtosy of Ashley ). There we saw Adam Brock with a few of his friends. One of his friends had this idea to go over to Ivy Tech to do some wheelies in these Fork-Lifts they have over there from the construction. He had a key to the CAT machines over there somehow. Nevertheless, we went back there and guess what, the construction crew left the keys in the ignition in one of the Fork-Lifts, so now I have a key! The cool thing about having a key is, one key fits every single machine made by CAT. Isn't that cool!!! So, if any of you ladies wanna go wheelein' on a Fork-Lift, you know where to find me!&lt;br /&gt;       Then me, Clint, Shawn, and Sito went to Wal Mart, out of bordem. After Wal-Mart we stole many more yard signs. Then Shawn and Clint went home and me and Louis came back here to play some Xbox. Then at 3:30, my batteries in my mouse died so we went to moto mart to get some more, then we decided to go steal some more yard signs! &lt;br /&gt;       Right now it's approx, 4:40 and Sito is sleeping on my floor nake.....in his work clothes. And I decided now would be a good time to tell my few readers my experiences today...You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;        As you can tell from our night, we are about as mature as the pubic hair ( or lack of ) of Michael Jackson's secret boyfriend. But..whatever. :)&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106647094814430742?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106647094814430742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106647094814430742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106647094814430742' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106636076719560711</id><published>2003-10-16T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T20:19:27.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tonight i experienced life as a telemarketer . &lt;strong&gt;WOOHOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  How it Happened: See, I'm in the Republican Club right, and this lady came in and talked to us from Right to Life, and after she was done talking she passed around this sign up list for volunteers to help at events or whatnot. She said it would be easy and fun work, so i decided I'd give it a whirl. Umm...NO, Sticking my weiner in an industrial sized fan would have been a better idea then that. Atleast it was only 2 hours....well actually just a little over an hour cause i couldn't find the place. ha! I did run into Gretchen though, while i as looking for the place, that's a plus... Ok, so i get there and they hand me this 6 in thick stack of papers with phone numbers and a script to follow and show me this phone and said, Start calling. I felt like a kidnapped 6 year old who is telling his parents on the phone that's he's ok, and beeing treated nicely, but in reality the kidnapper is holding a knife about 6 inches above the boys penis ready to SLAM down on it if he tells his parents the truth.....hum....did i cross the line there...yeah, i think i did.....&lt;br /&gt;Soo.... Sito came over today after school and we played some Xbox!!! aka The Sweetest Fucking Thing Ever Invinted! Then we had some chicken enchiladas. YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to buy me a new reciever for my room, feel free to. I think i blew mine tonight somehow. It sucks bad...I wanna listen to the new macho man randy savage cd Pete told me about, but i cant!! AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;One last thing: Sally Ruedlinger phone # 464-3916 can suck my left testical for being a bitch when i had to call her tonight for the Right to Life thing. Everyone should call her up and phone rape her! But Karen Emerson, she's cool. &lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106636076719560711?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106636076719560711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106636076719560711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106636076719560711' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106627652816346223</id><published>2003-10-15T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T20:55:27.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to start out this blog by saying......&lt;strong&gt;FUCK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;. (more on that to come...)&lt;br /&gt;Today at school was pretty fun, physics class was great as always. Myel told the class about his experience at the doctors office checking him for STD's. If you haven't heard it, you should definately check into hearing about it. It's well worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;So back to the whole &lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt; thing,  after school today, I pulled the bejesus out of my shoulder, back and neck. It hurts almost as bad as getting hit with a yard stick from Doss. I feel like a cripple now, when i want to look at something to the side it's a whole body effort now. but, enough bitchin....or as i like to say enough Chelsea'n. ( Retaliation by Cody.....noone steals my hat and gets away with it.)&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm on friendster now! Everybody add me as your friend, right now I only have 2. :(     If you're not apart of Friendster, you should definately sign up. www.friendster.com &lt;br /&gt;We'll this blog sucked almost as bad as pissin your pants in class......but someone's gotta keep those janitors busy. Night Nigga's!&lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106627652816346223?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106627652816346223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106627652816346223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106627652816346223' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943994.post-106618546423175682</id><published>2003-10-14T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T19:37:43.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright ladies, first post EVER!!!! I wasn't going to make a blogg (blog....whichever), but after some convincing from the ol' chelpers, and seeing that haley and kristen both followed in the footsteps...i decided i'd join the parade as well. So, today was a pretty good day. Except for those darn Janoski boys leaving me this morning.....DAMN HOODLUMS! Today in computer class was pretty cool cause i got to go home at 1:45. well i was actually supposed to go back to North to talk to Mr. Sieu about drawing us a character for our LAN party our class is throwing. So i went down and asked him about it, and he told me i needed to draw him an example of what we wanted.....well sheitz, i cant draw ashley's lopsided boobs, let alone a character for him to base his drawing off of...if i can figure out how to upload stuff on this blog, i'l put the drawing on here so you all can see the piece of shi.....art.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see....i would like to thank Pete for coming up with the name for this little diddy. (not my penis, this website.....but that is a good nickname for a penis, i might have to use that....)&lt;br /&gt;Work was cool tonight. I worked from 5-8 and we had 6 customers!!! We spent most of our time playing cards and calling radio stations trying to win prizes. On 99.5 i was caller 3 of 9, and on 103 i was caller 2 and 7 of 10. Close, but no cigar.&lt;br /&gt;Well peers, i believe that about does it for my first post. i'm pretty satisfied. I hope that it brings feelings of joy and titilation, after reading my blog. &lt;br /&gt;_Cody_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943994-106618546423175682?l=houseofcomo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106618546423175682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943994/posts/default/106618546423175682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houseofcomo.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106618546423175682' title=''/><author><name>como</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14222779159565573777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
