Last night I played a lovely little game called container. no, not that type of container. Its a very thought provoking game, that really gets your inner johnny working, thinking, debating... one time i played it with chris and mikara, and after 3 hours they were madder than a moose with a banana up his bum. They were literally SO mad at each other, that they LITERALLY started strangling each other and i had to pull them apart to stop them from killing each other...LITERALLY. How much could you sell your goods for on the open market hmm? how much will frank pay for that container full of pure cut heroine? a nifty strategy i discovered last night, was to sell my containers of coconuts to frank after he purchased the heroine. He could then, in turn, hide the white powder inside the coconuts and safely transport them through customes, to the island for auction. I made a killing on this. will abigail buy my containers of tea, if i price them at $4 a piece? or is that too high? what if harold (who also sells tea) prices his at $3? he would undercut me, and get all of abigails business! that fucker! ill kill him!!! why is bruno pricing all of his freshly factory produced containers at $4, the highest possible price? will anyone buy those? no way!!! everyone else is pricing at $1, $2, $3.... fast forward 6 or 7 turns...and bam! bruno is selling his goods for $4 a pop!! (this may have been more directly related to the fact it was the heroine he was producing...if it had been coffee or oranges, he may not have been as lucky) why is lyle buying that boatload at auction for $41 ???? it cant possibly be worth that much...plus the gov't subsidy...that puts $82 muhfuggin dollas in abigails pocket! fool!!! needless to say i used my expert skills to completely annihilate the competition. I had over over $70 more dollars than my closest competitor!!! after the game they all hated me. They tied me up, and poured honey on me. Then they threw me outside on top of the giant red ant hill :( now half of my skin is eaten away. Those bastards...Saturday, July 26, 2008
Cunt-eh-nir
Last night I played a lovely little game called container. no, not that type of container. Its a very thought provoking game, that really gets your inner johnny working, thinking, debating... one time i played it with chris and mikara, and after 3 hours they were madder than a moose with a banana up his bum. They were literally SO mad at each other, that they LITERALLY started strangling each other and i had to pull them apart to stop them from killing each other...LITERALLY. How much could you sell your goods for on the open market hmm? how much will frank pay for that container full of pure cut heroine? a nifty strategy i discovered last night, was to sell my containers of coconuts to frank after he purchased the heroine. He could then, in turn, hide the white powder inside the coconuts and safely transport them through customes, to the island for auction. I made a killing on this. will abigail buy my containers of tea, if i price them at $4 a piece? or is that too high? what if harold (who also sells tea) prices his at $3? he would undercut me, and get all of abigails business! that fucker! ill kill him!!! why is bruno pricing all of his freshly factory produced containers at $4, the highest possible price? will anyone buy those? no way!!! everyone else is pricing at $1, $2, $3.... fast forward 6 or 7 turns...and bam! bruno is selling his goods for $4 a pop!! (this may have been more directly related to the fact it was the heroine he was producing...if it had been coffee or oranges, he may not have been as lucky) why is lyle buying that boatload at auction for $41 ???? it cant possibly be worth that much...plus the gov't subsidy...that puts $82 muhfuggin dollas in abigails pocket! fool!!! needless to say i used my expert skills to completely annihilate the competition. I had over over $70 more dollars than my closest competitor!!! after the game they all hated me. They tied me up, and poured honey on me. Then they threw me outside on top of the giant red ant hill :( now half of my skin is eaten away. Those bastards...
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Canada Day Festivities
Today is canada day, so i, john johnson, decided to make a blog post. It has been many long and grueling weeks since the last, i must confess. I truly hope you all made it by without me. Fear not faithful readers, for I am return. I have my face painted all red and white canada flag like. and im wearing red and white t shirt and shorts. with canada flags all over them. i painted my car red, and white, and spent $1200 on maple leaf decals to cover it. I also got a giant canada flag tattooed on my bum. and I ripped my shorts back there so that way everyone can see my bum...i mean my tattoo.
there is a barbecue in the park i am attending. I will eat some food probably. play some frisbee i imagine. get pushed in the creek by mean people..and almost drown. get shoved in the mud,,,then everyone will throw dog feces at me...and make me eat it.
all in all it sounds like a good time! there is more goings on at the 108 mile ranch heritage site. some fireworks. and other...stuff...canada day rocks!! the one day a year, where everyone decides its better to give than receive, and they buy gifts for everyone, and put them under large decorated trees in their living rooms.
i still need to grab some wiener for the BBQ. yay me!
bye for now
from john.
there is a barbecue in the park i am attending. I will eat some food probably. play some frisbee i imagine. get pushed in the creek by mean people..and almost drown. get shoved in the mud,,,then everyone will throw dog feces at me...and make me eat it.
all in all it sounds like a good time! there is more goings on at the 108 mile ranch heritage site. some fireworks. and other...stuff...canada day rocks!! the one day a year, where everyone decides its better to give than receive, and they buy gifts for everyone, and put them under large decorated trees in their living rooms.
i still need to grab some wiener for the BBQ. yay me!
bye for now
from john.
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