tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65610192394697204442011-11-27T16:26:43.986-08:00AKA, also known as-Allen, Keefe, AndyAKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-54234820781236150732007-12-16T17:21:00.000-08:002007-12-16T17:29:29.378-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sfPyMiZq_3A/R2XPoivMkcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kfsSTMFkd30/s1600-h/Taylor+Momsen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sfPyMiZq_3A/R2XPoivMkcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kfsSTMFkd30/s320/Taylor+Momsen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144746444767138242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yup. It's the truth. I'm in love with Taylor Momsen.<br />Since Jessica Alba got knocked up, my whole life came crashing and<br />I'm so lonely (so lonely),<br />I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely)<br />I have nobody (I have nobody)<br />To call my own (to call my own) girl.<br /><br />And since Keefe is already occupying the emo corner, I decided to move on. And on I will move! Taylor Momsen I'm coming for YOU!<br /><br />-Allen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-5423482078123615073?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-18685819381665871592007-12-16T16:22:00.000-08:002007-12-16T16:43:01.058-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Part 1</span><br /><br />1 day i got outa ma bed. mai clock sed it wus 7 o cloks am. i wus like,<br />"why i wake so erly?"<br />so i decided to go git some break fast. dere wus only serials, no milk, and i did not like it. i went outside for a night time jog.<br />the sky sudenly turnded blacks. i saw this man standin outside, astonished. so i was like,<br />"wtf is this u ruin my night time jog"<br />i punched him in da face, and thinks all will be good.<br />but it wus not.<br />DUN DUN DUN...!!!!!<br />i saw a great big red light coming frum da near cemetaries. so i was likem<br />"lets check it out sons"<br />i went dere, finding a big red pillar. i was like,<br />"ohs noes mon! it the apokalipts!"<br />sudenly, the graves were shaking. all of dem.<br />zombies apeared out of no where!<br />then!<br />i saw my great uncle george. i was like,<br />"george u back!"<br />george was like,<br />"lulululululuulululululul"<br />den george transmaformed into a zombie, a big 1!<br />a bajillion oder zombies apeared out of no wheres.<br />ohs noes mon!<br />quickly, wit my dinosore-like reflexes, i turn into da super saiyan!!<br />my hair turned yellow, my mussuls ripped, and my eyes turned green-blue!<br />i was so strong now.<br />or so i thought....<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">TO BE CONTINUED</span><br /><br />-Keefe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-1868581938166587159?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-33321496729919050672007-12-16T15:51:00.000-08:002007-12-16T15:57:52.521-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><b>dead ass</b><br /><i>To be completely and honestly serious.<br />A reply used by people who have been questioned on the truth of their comment.<br />To be truthful and not lie.<br />A truncation of the phrase "dead ass serious".</i><br /><br />usage :<br />Person 1: Stfu.<br />Person 2: What?<br />Person 1: It means shut the fuck up.<br />Person 2: Yeah right, it probably means 'I'm gay' in German. Those pricks.<br />Person 1: No, I'm dead ass.<br /><br />-Andy<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-3332149672991905067?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-39561224843449535502007-12-16T15:42:00.000-08:002007-12-16T15:49:27.972-08:00I know, it's a little early, but I wanna put this one down.<br />Okay, so, Winter Break is almost here. It's 5 days away!!<br />My New Year's Resolution is to grow big! Exercise. After the break, I'll look a little something like this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sfPyMiZq_3A/R2W5RyvMkbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0wbsUekJFiU/s1600-h/pie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sfPyMiZq_3A/R2W5RyvMkbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0wbsUekJFiU/s320/pie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144721864669303218" border="0" /></a>Anyways, have a good one!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-3956122484344953550?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-16853277809758896612007-12-15T18:02:00.001-08:002007-12-15T18:04:13.673-08:00Okay, so I was bored and decided to make up a poem. The bottom part isn't that great but hey, at least I tried?<br /><br /><br />There was once as a man named Rick.<br />He had a 10 feet long dick.<br /><br />He had a 10 feet long dinger,<br />That he touched with his finger.<br /><br />He doesn't think that it's wrong.<br />To have a penis this long.<br /><br />This is a poem about Rick,<br />And his 10 feet long dick<br /><br />Rick’s brother’s name was Nate.<br />Oh how he loved to masturbate.<br /><br />He jerked off all day. he jerked off all night.<br />He played with himself, til he felt alright.<br /><br />He tried to fight temptation,<br />But he could not ignore the sensation.<br /><br />Masturbating was so good that he couldn’t resist,<br />Little did he know he was dragging himself to the abyss<br /><br />He masturbated so much that he became sterile.<br />What was the point of living, if his joy was in peril?<br /><br /><br /><br />So... any suggestions? constructive criticism? flame? Anyone even reading this?<br /><br />-Allen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-1685327780975889661?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-4235385525563764322007-12-15T17:35:00.001-08:002007-12-15T17:46:02.973-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sfPyMiZq_3A/R2SBpyvMkaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0Zstyd1BqA/s1600-h/fag.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sfPyMiZq_3A/R2SBpyvMkaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i0Zstyd1BqA/s320/fag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144379229358297506" border="0" /></a><br />OH THE HORROR.<br />I hate to say this, but Jessica Alba is...PREGNANT.<br />Like, NO WAY MAN.<br />I mean, she's not even pregnant with ME. I mean, HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?<br />I think I'll go into my emo corner....<br /><--- Man she is pregnant with this guy!<br /><br />-Keefe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-423538552556376432?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6561019239469720444.post-10266822305098557482007-12-15T17:05:00.000-08:002007-12-15T17:11:42.215-08:00Welcome to the AKA Stories blog. It is basically a blog put together between me and two of my closest friends. I am Allen, and my two friends are Keefe and Andy, hence the name AKA. We will be writing separate entries on this site discussing each of our experiences. Readers are encouraged to read, laugh, comment and come back for more! So I end this post leaving to write my first story. Remember to come back to read it!<br /> -Allen<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6561019239469720444-1026682230509855748?l=akastories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>AKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14100497577452104850noreply@blogger.com0