My goodness ... my mind is a blank after that midterm ... hey quit rejoicing ... oh wait ... there it is ... mind is full of things again ... muwahahahahahaha ... ouch ... quit hitting me Mike (the ladies man) ...
So anyway ... I believe in having actual educational content in this magazine and seeing all the other articles that are published in this publication (on which I will comment later), the responsibilities have fallen onto this article to fill that void ... yes this has poor grammar and speling but educate you I will.
Okay ... Cashews ... everybody knows what cashews are ... those little sickle shaped white nuts ... now get those dirty thoughts out of ye' head ... I'm a clean person ... and the preliminary version of this article was made extremely nasty by Kyle and Liam and Pam ... but anyway, I digress, back to small white nuts. Cashews are actually genetically related to poison ivy ... that's right. In their natural form they grow on the outside of the actual fruit and are covered with a sour shell. They contain bitter oil and must be heated to remove the oil and dry them out. The finished product is the cashew that we eat.
Okay educational content is done with ... now onto better things. If you like playing Ultimate or just throwing around a frisbee then have we got a game for you. It's related to the school days ... an excellent game called 500. Somebody throws the frisbee towards a large group of people (people playing the game that is ... the other version is a technique in super advanced girl watching (stay tuned, from what I've heard Phat Albert might be writing a new piece soon)) and they try to catch it ... prior to the release of the disc into the atmosphere a number is called, should somebody actually gain possession of said disc before the return to the ground of aforementioned disc they will have those points allotted to said player. Once a player reaches 500 points or greater they may chose to become the thrower of the (as previously mentioned) disc. The game then continues from this point with all scores back at 0. At this point I'd like to point out how I have not mentioned electronic computing devices or the like ...
My parents have finally finished the pond in our backyard. As some of you may know I am from Waterloo and a few years back I made a small pond in the backyard ... the year after I made it more permanent ... the year after that (when I yet again had to clean it out ... okay story in brackets ... cleaning out a pond that is filled with rotting stuff that hasn't decomposed at all like frogs and worms is not really that enjoyable ... I know, I know that eloc leahcim (name encoded to protect identity) would rather clean that than spend time in the real-time lab ... but it is quite nasty ... especially the smell ...) ... it was looking pretty good and we didn't allow the neighbours kids to put quite as many frogs into the pond and we added fish ... which multiplied ... then we forgot to put a log into the pond and it iced over and 4 of the fish died ... but 2 survived (woohoo) and now my parents have added a fountain. Why do I mention all this? Well it's a nice story and the moral is that no matter how much fun playing with frogs is, it's not worth cleaning out the pond when you let about a 100 jump in there ... Yes that's a poor moral but it makes sense ... hmm ... more educational content ... somebody was mentioning how it's really hard to please women ... and now there's this new article about Advanced Boy Watching or something ... would the author of the article currently being discussed please email me ... so that we can have a chat about how odd I really am ... as this article will not become X or R rated I can't mention any "dirty" words beyond Kyle is a poopie head or the like. Of course ... discussion would be good ... I have only intercepted bits and pieces of the article so I don't know what else is in it ... but you (the author) can email me (if you are reading this article) at the following address that I have setup (well they auto forward): email@example.com.
The rest of you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org ... so till later and until I have a better topic, Boogie Boogie Bang, Don't Stop the Wang. My Hovercraft is full of eels, if I told you you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
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