I am watching Jurassic Park, I have never seen this movie. At least not in one sitting. I remember seeing bits and pieces when I was younger. I am going to commit the time and actually sit here and watch the whole thing. The movie is not bad. It makes me want to watch the other 2, just to see how the story continues...or I will probably just look up the story plot to them. So Ive been thinking about making a shirt with the ship from futurama...but dont know what to do with it. O yea! I got my hands on a Playstation Vita the other day. It is a pretty nice piece of equipment. 2 analog sticks, front touch screen, rear touch screen. wifi and a wifi/3g version. This thing is a freaking beast. I guess you can play your playstation 3 games on the vita. wow. hey

holy balls

So i just found out about this site called eyehandy This site shows how to do all kinds of things. The videos are really well done and very informative. There are videos from how to cook brownies to how to record gameplay on your xbox. Battery is about to die, gtg. Hey

cuddle17

NOw with my busy work schedule and just life itself, I have been to busy to update on here. I finally got a second and here we are. I have a couple of new shirt ideas. I for some reason really want this shirt thing to take off. Must be my undying love for money. It is my purpose in life; to make some freaking money!!!I think that's why I like scams too. The hamster from Bolt is the shit. I wish the entire human race were giant hamsters that rolled around in giant balls. Hey

shirt2.0

so Ive been having some trouble with the shirt design that I uploaded the other day. I'm going to edit it a little and then also properly set up a link(like my twitter). Ive been really busy lately and have not been able to update this blog or the twitter. Nobody reads this mango anyways. Today I was driving down the street and suddenly had the strongest urge to rem the car ahead of me. They didn't do anything wrong, I just really wanted to floor it and ram the living f*ck out of the guy in front of me. Another weird thing that happens to me A LOT, if I'm driving down the freeway/expressway, I often think about what it would be like to just make a hard right and have my car flip over the wall. OR when a big semi truck is driving by me, the thought of ramming into one of its tires and causing it to flip over. Normally I keep this to myself, but whatever. All it takes is a brief instant to just end it all, to anyone who ever commits suicide(which I don't recommend for legal reasons) you have to go out in style. Make is sweet, not just jump off a building or bullet to the head. Do something involving fire, dolphins, and drum sticks...just sayin.

anus plus sugar.
i wish that opposite day,
was tomorrow. sock.

haiku for the day right there^ it came out of nowhere, I had to get it out of my system. Goodnight you pricks. Hey

Cuddle11

Hey everyone(all 4 people that occasionally look at this page) I have joined Twitter! Myspace looked pretty interesting. I'll join myspace when i get more time. IM TELLING YA MYSPACE IS GOING TO BE THE NEXT BIG THING! Have to get on that before everyone else. www.twitter.com/MrCCuddles I dont have anything really up there but check it out. Hey

cuddle8

Yo. Rain sucks. I'm very hungry, and just got some money.
The cash is not mine,
it belongs to the one I never call honey.


i'll probably stay home all day.
Its really cold out and Im feelin kinda gay.

Oh man I really miss the fall,
I really don't like the snow, it hurts my ball.

Yea I only have one, and its not too bad.
I'm talking about the chest hair that belongs to my dad.

This post makes no sense at all,
I don't think anyone reads this shit anyways.
I have nothing to rhyme so lawl lawl lawl.

Today really sucked, my teacher is so old and has no clue.
I can't stand his class, its pointless retarded and a waste of gas.
I sat there in my chair today, bored and hungry with nothing to say.

I whipped it out, when no one was looking and started to play with it.
Class was much better now, although everyone could hear my computer go click click click.
After a while I started watching Back to the Future,
Guy next to had never seen it, he was getting to close.
Lucky for me I'm a smoocher.

Hey

Cuddle2

   So this is my second post. Today I will start with....There are oxen in my bed and in the wonderlands, you too can poop on unicorns. Now that that is all out my system...what to say...I wanted to post something yesterday but just couldn't get around to it. Yesterday morning I worked at a previous job that I am kinda on call but not really employed there...ya that's how Mr. Cuddles like to roll.
   So last time I worked at this job(restaurant that shall remain nameless for the sole reason that I think needs a new name, so now I guess I will give it a name....The Slipper Nipple...?...sure) was about two weeks ago. Which is okay because this job can be very depressing, especially after numerous years. Mr. Cuddles has bills to pay though, can't just cuddle and snuggle for free ya know. Pillow pets=pets that are pillows. Yea I threw that in there. So I show up at The Slippery Nipple bright and early, brightness made up of my sadness and despair. Not to mention the sun was not out yet either..damn you sun. But it is okay, I don't really enjoy the sunlight, this doesn't mean that I'm a night person. I don't enjoy the night either...can't see anything...and cuddling in the dark is not easy...SO I go to the back door, since The Slippery Nipple didn't open for another 3 hours. So I start pounding on the cold and ugly door with hopes that someone is inside already and will let me into the poo hole I once called my occupational career. After a few seconds, someone had heard my pounding and came to let me in. I was surprised that I was heard, I was not pounding with my good pounding hand. It was pretty sore from the night before. I was pounding away like an angry flock of koala bears at my you know......you know.....my nice very clean and dust free pair of....bongos. I was playing that bongo donkey kong game for the gamecube that nobody really played. BACK TO THE STORY, the story of my hardcore pounding can wait for another time.
   So the door opens and I see one my favorite work associates, for privacy reasons I will call this beautiful person....HornyTreeStump. HorneyTreeStump is a great person, she's great to talk to. Plus I'm pretty sure she has been around the block more than a few times,...she goes to the gas station down the street all the time. So the door opens and there is HornyTreeStump. I was glad to see her, but didn't tell her that because I didn't want things to get weird, I think her stump grows wet branches when I'm around...if ya know what I'm saying.  So I go and clock into the so called "register", I'm pretty sure my phone has more processing power than those pieces of poo that are so important to the purpose of The Slippery Nipple, but what ever keeps The Slippery Nipple open and happy, more money in Mr. Cuddles' pocket, which means more things to buy and cuddle. Next I notice that there is a grill technician there taking apart our grill, or as I liked to call her...Esmeralda. For privacy purposes, I will call the technician Mr. Quiet Mustard Mustache Man. This was a problem, I was suppose to clean the grill this morning, I had promised another employee that I would, and now I was going to break this promise which would result in more sadness. Then cuddling becomes very hard for Mr. Cuddles. The employee of which I speak is also a very good friend, we'll call him Pointy Lolly Pop. So I continued the shift with my other responsibilities, preparing The Slippery Nipple for action. As the morning progressed HornyTreeStump and I talked about the usual stuff: my life, her sex life, her kids, more of her sex life, and how she needs to stop smoking. She had been out of town recently and was telling my about how the people on the plane were so attractive and she wanted to do things that involved dirty kitchen utensils and slightly used baby diapers. Now this didn't really seem appealing to Mr. Cuddles but what ever keeps the HornyTreeStump going I guess...WOW my neighbor has a visitor, Its freaking almost midnight, he has not had a visitor over since he caught his girl cheating on him and kicked her out, that was an entertaining couple of days. So at work it was almost time for the boss to come in, we'll call her The Gentle Water Buffalo, she's is one the best bosses I've had in all of my cuddling career. She doesn't trust anyone and loves to work, I dont know much about her personal life, but I did hear a long time ago that there was a rumor about a time she banged another employee that really knew how to bang those that are bangable and like to keep secrets about the banging bangs that they have. But we'll probably never know.
    So Mr. Quiet Mustard Mustache Man was just about done with the repairs and was well in his way out. Around this time I started to tell HornyTreeStump about a blog project that I was starting at school at CMU(CuddlesMuchUniversity) lol. Then I read a small passage from my first blog post ever, and she seemed to enjoy it. Which then gave the motivation to continue this blog of mine, soon after though I lost the motivation to continue....I think I should see someone who thinks they can help me about my possible motivation issues. I sure hope no one really reads these posts. I will probably post all my feelings and emotions during this blog experiment, I might even cry. I haven't done that in....maybe going on 11years.
   I am going to conclude this post very soon, since I am very tired and hungry. I'll just wrap up the rest of my day....I said no to my boss at my real job for the first time, I became a little more unhappy about how I feel about myself, and I played some Batman Arkham City, man that game is so freaking sweet. By the way I hear that Joker dies at the end of it. I didn't see that coming. O well I still need to finish the game, although I traded in today. This was my day opening the Slippery Nipple with a HornyTreeStump, Br Quiet Mustard Mustache Man, and the Gentle Water Buffalo while breaking a promise to the Pointy Lolly Pop. O well, thanks for reading dont forget to cuddle and pretend to be happy to make others around you feel jealous of your false happiness. Poop on those unicorns. Hey

Cuddle

This is my first blog. I want attention so i decided to just start typing and see where this leads. Im in class right now, my teacher is talking away about stuff and i dont give a flying candy bar about what he's saying. For now we will call him Mr. DirtyLampPost. One of my partners of my group just left the class room. I think he's into me or something, or always trying to get im my pants. lucky me im wearing shorts. O great he's back and going to start reading this, bastard. He just put some chap stick on, it smells really good, asshole. I wish my chap stick smelled this good. Now we're going to start talking about the chapter,.......ajfsf;lejanf.sdfnba;...lame. Its completely useless and a waste of time and paper, I love to cuddle with trees. Damn it Mr. DirtyLampPost, quit looking over here. More stories about his past, its like horrible reruns. Same stories over and over again. Theres a couple chicks in here that i wouldnt mind taking out and you know.....tie their shoes. So slopppy. Bitches. I feel a little better about the way Im feeling now. Partner over here is so excited about getting his haircut. Im happy for him and i hope he gets the cut he wants. He looks kinda tired, BJAY needed there. Not going to spell check, this blog thing might turn interesting. Cheeeeck back.Hey.