Wednesday, 18 September 2002, Today will be the last day that I update the page. To many people are bitching, if they cant respect, then they ruin it for everyone. Fuck them all. after friday, the page will no longer be up, and the address will not work. My work sucks anyway, so who give a shit. It was fun while it lasted. Hit me.
Monday, 16 September 2002, So here is da update o da update. Fags are Fags, and Bags are Bags, hey lets go buy some scratchers, then we can lose some money, hey maybe I will win sometime, Something big. Never. I am to gay. These damn things hate gay people. Oh well. I can get depressed now. Who likes me anyways. My one and only love Hank wont even tell me he loves me. What is a little boy supposed to do? HUH!? HUH!? WTF AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!??!????! God Hank, I just want five minutes alone with him, but he wont even give me the time of day. I guess im really ugly or something, I dont know what it is. I will never know. WHY DOES EVERYONE HATE ME??????????????????????
Sunday, 15 September 2002, Sorry, ive been about as lazy as a limp dick. "Today I would like to send out a message from the one above us all. Kill the black man. Just read your bible and you will find out that the Word will tell you that all black is bad. It should be punished to the depths of hell. Different IS bad. Those fucking Isralietes are all shitty as sand _____. Kill em all. Bring up the white, and bring down everything else. We are the most powerful race. We need to spread this around the globe. Lets bomb those fucking Afganistainians back to the fucking stone age. Teach those fucking rag heads to fuck with us. Fuck them black people too, all they do is get a bunch of girls pregnant and live off of our well fair. WELL NO MORE GOD DAMMIT! And another thing that pisses me off, those damn faggots. Lets kill them homos. They dont do no good but fuck eachother in the ass. And lets not forget those people whose country is below ours, we should just bomb the fuck out of them and take their land. Who dat bitch anyways." -- Taken by a conversation between Jason Stewart and George W. Bush
Friday, 13 September 2002, We should all take a moment to remember the late, the great Tupac Shakur. He will live on forver in our hearts. Thank you.
Monday, 8 September 2002, Look into my eyes.
Sunday, 8 September 2002, for not updating in a while, i am sorry. A quick update this must be. Have lots of homework i do have. Gay I am, and faggots you all are. You asses safe they are not. Yoda I am, and padowan learners you all are. Go I must. Sucks this does, because people visits this who dont like it. Bye
Thursday, 5 September 2002, Brandon Montoya really wanted to be on the web page today, so i think i will make him an iatollah (cant fucking spell mofos) again. Brandon Montoya, as many will agree with me, is quite possibly the smartest man on earth. No joke people. The only problem, if you want to call it that, is that he does drugs.....inscecantly. Hardy fucking Har. Yeah, so what, I like emo, is there i problem with that? I think not. I think I will put a picture of Brandon on the page too. Brandon quotes "I hate my life." or was it "my life sucks."? I cant remember. Dont ask me those kind of questions. Im to emo for them. Ive decided to go emo hardcore. If you see me in the halls, ask me to scream the song i made up, I will do it for you, love.
Wednesday 4, September 2002, So fucking what if i misspelled the day of the week. Its not my fagging fault. Who slutted anyways, i can smell it in my ear. Everyone should download the song "We all going to Ibiza" by the Venga Boys (who are actually girls youll be proud to know). I once had a good time..in...uh...shit, nevermind, it would have been a stupid story anyways. I hate my life, will you kill me please. Weird that Newark is in no way related to Andrew W.K. Bryce, that was supposed to be Bye, but somehow my name came out of it. Whatever.
Monday, 2 September 2002, Its fucking labor day. Fuck yeah. Here is a picture of Kevin's dogs fucking. They are both girls. How cool is that. Girl on Girl action. It would be better, however, if i was in the picture, the the dogs were both boys. I hate faggots, like myself. I think, that Brandon, Hank, Charlie, Kyle, Adam, Drew, Blake, Andrew, Joe, and Kevin should all have a cirlce jerk. There would be so much jizz. Holy shit, i wish i had that much jizz in my.....uh, glass'o'jizz. I think we need a picture of sam wheeler on the page. Here is the link to Brynn's pic on hot or not, and remember, vote now, vote often. Thanks and dont stop being gay, some lady might tell you that you are to young to be cynical. DAAAAACHHH!
Sunday, 1 September 2002, Uh, hi. People keep asking me, Bryce, why are you so fucking emo. I cant answer that. I dont want to be emo. Oh well who gives a shit. Matt told me he is pregnant with our child. We are naming it Chewy II: Attack of the Chewbacca's. I hope that hank can forgive me. I hope that he will never find out, because he is my true love. Hi hank. Oh yeah, here is emo ryan. Good night and dont believe in everything your local religous institution tells you children, just do what i tell you and take off all of your clothes. I need to see your peepees and vaginees. Ha.Hi.Bye.Im gay.
Friday,30 August 2002, I wish someone would slap me, i hate emo. FUCK ALL OF THE EMO KIDS IN THE WORLD! LETS LINE THEM UP AND SHOW THEM KNIVES. Oh, hi. Im so lazy. I think i will go to sleep soon. Sleep is for fags, i guess that is why i sleep. I had so many funny things to say, but i dont anymore. All i want to know is if he ever gets the girl. If you have the time, look at Hank. His beauty, his essence. GOD HE IS BEAUTIFUL! lets all make love to him. Hank + Drew = Perfection, gay, manly, faggot, just fucking perfection. I love it. Hank makes me smile.And Charlie, Charlie is just gorgous. I cant talk about brandon anymore because his love sickness made him bitter towards me after i made a shrine to brandon on this site. He made me cry ;(. Sad.
Wednesday, 28 August 2002, My ass is a little sore after a good ass pounding, but other than that, all is well in my life. I fucking hate all the little shits of the world, including Gary Coleman, the little shit. I hate to bitch and i hope that all little bitches suck my dick. I love Andrew, and Hank, i wish i could tell hank how much I love him, and that i want to pound his ass next time. I hate it when my girlfriend puts her strap on and fuck me in the ass. Hank make love to me. I want to fuck you, touch me. Adam, stop telling me you want to rub children all over your body like you do with deodorant. Little faggot - Blake
Tuesday, 27 August 2002, So Brynn DeLong (MMMMMMTOMDELONG) told me today that when she went to MORP with Andrew and his date, Andrew told the whole group that Adam put deodorant on his whole body. I think that we should all join hand in hand and make fun of Adam (yes that includes you Adam). Brandon also told me that he had a dream where his parents were trying to burn children with car type cigarette lighters, and he felt distrubed. I like Brandon, he is funny. I think we should all in part give Brandon a round of applause, he deserves it. THANKS BRANDON! WE LOVE YOU SOOOOO MUCH!
Monday, 26 August 2002, Sorry I didnt update yesterday, i was to busy regulating, then crying, you know how it is being and emo thug. Im so nervious right now, i dont want to go to school, Im afraid that Mrs. Yakovick is going to kill me. Im going to cry. Im sure my boyfriend Hank snitched on me. Oh no. *Sigh*. I dont have anything funny to say today, so sorry that im a fucking faggot, in the words of Blake. Beautiful I say. GOD I WISH THERE WHERE SOME CHILDREN AROUND HERE! Fuck, you know, Hank is fucking me over by going straight, and there are now children around, WTF is a person like me supposed to do? SOme times I wonder why Im so gay, and why i can never do anything cool. FUCK ME! IM SUCH A FUCKING LOSER. Adam once made out with Charlie and Brandon at the same time. He said it was "cool." that is fucking "cool." Words to your mom and represent down in O town. Bye faggots. And I just saw Typhoon Chris walking around 21 curves. Exciting shit, eh?
Saturday, 24 August 2002, WTF!? Emo kids don't like cars.
Friday, 23 August 2002, I guess it was when I drove by the elementary school at lunch, seeing the children play, and realizing that that was the highlight of my day was when i began to get depressed. I managed to spin my car out going 40 mph and it was fun. I was real happy 2 times today, not emo happy, so it was cool. Im done. Fuck the night.
Thursday, 22 August 2002, Here at work, and I would love to point out that
ERAU'S TOILET PAPER FUCKING SUCKS. Oh, yeah, and I almost got my penis ripped
off by my zipper when i was zipping up my pants. "Talk about an adrenaline
rush." - Josh Quinn. You guys need to check this link out, its fucking
halrious, but it kind of sucks too. Read the last paragraph well, and laugh
like a fucking hiyena. Radio Porn Activists I just heard
that nickelback just got booed off a stage, when crowd dissidents (eeryone in
the concert) began throwing bottles and rocks at them! Yeah for The Protugese.
Thursday, 22 August 2002 MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMBANGBUS. Im a strong conservative that Arizona needs. So there is this hot girl named Hank in my Creative writting class, and she is really hot, she is the TA. That can stand for two things if you know what I mean. I dont know what else to say. I may update later. Bye to all, and to all a good time of tea.
Wednesday, 21 August 2002, I remember what i was going to say. OK this all happened yesterday: We were standing in our normal little group talking about little children when this short froshmen (who looked like a child "Rahhhhhhh") said "Ima cuttin through!" and ran through us. Then Mrs. Sherril was going to yell at us for blocking the hall when she apparently decided not to, and put her head down in rejection and walked away. Awry traveler. And Tafline sucks. HEY TAFLINE. "FUUUCK OFF"
Wednesday, 21 August 2002, Today was a rather akward day. So me and my parents went to EL Charro today to munch on some grindage, and good ole Hankery Doo was there. Now this was akward for the both of us. It was akward for him because he managed to flip me off and say "Fuck You Bryce" right while my parents were watching. He felt stupid. It was akward for me because I had a dream that I was making out with Adam last night, and I felt almost as though I had cheated on Hank. I was afraid that I might have been having a change of heart. Oh yeah, Matt wants me to say something about slashing Julianna's tires, because he wants to fuck with her. I like to cry. It makes me happy. I was going to write something else, but i forgot what it was, i will update tonight if necissary. Love. Bryce Dickey
Tuesday, 20 August 2002, Chewbacca in his eternal search of the love of Julianna, came to the conclusion that he will decide to eat more rice, and said "Rahhhhhhh, Uhhhhhhhhhhh, Grrrrrrrrrrr, gruahahdhhhhhhhhhhhhh." And we all know what that means. Its cool. I hate cows when they eat. Their ears are so silly. Adam and Hank were in a fight today, and then Andrew began to start in. IT WAS ALL OVER A FUCKING 8 YEAR OLD BOY IN THEIR RAPER VAN! WTF. LOL. I cry. Cry emo boys, and girls, but dont shead no tears for big mama, she will remain in her immortal soul. I hate YOU LOOK LIKe A TREEE typing with one hand. Hi. Oh you cant archive on AOL so melanies bitchass words wont be up here. Your candyass. Love and cheese.
Sometime 18 August 2002, Matt Field, while walking out of Kmart, with cards in-hand, was asked by Julianna (his longtime crush in which he starved himself for) to go to Castle Golf. Now this wasnt a date per se, but Matt was not able to join his love to Castle Golf because he had just spent the last of his doe on cards. Man he must have been embarassed.
Monday, 19 August 2002, This is about my goatee. Its not long right now, and I am longing for it. I guess it makes me sad, after my turn to emo. I wrote a story last night at 2400 and it didnt turn out how I wanted it to, its sad really, I wish it had more meaning. I want to say that it is a damn shame what happened to Jessica and Holly, and our wishes go out to their friends and family. I talked to Hank Hampton today, and it was an akward instance, i wasnt quite sure how to approach him, i was kind of nervious. I mean it was only the second time that I had told him I had a crush on him, I mean come on! LOL!!! I cried today, a bird died, and will never again flap its oh so exotic wings again. I cry, we should all cry. Emo. Emo. Emotion. well, I guess i will turn to another episode of Bang Bus for my faith. Such is life. Adam, dont cry, where one bird dies, another is born. And my dear friend Andrew; Andrew, sleep good tonight, and dont weep none, for it is all ok. Remember to smile, and fight depression everyday. :). Love and Butterflies.
Sunday, 18 August 2002, Our Quest for London continues, we have journied over 4,000 miles around the stratosphere and where are neither here nor there, but he we are playing music. Kyle Farley once asked me: "Do you know how to make a 12 year old cry?" I replied: "No Kyle Farley, how do you do that?" He returned to me and said: "You wipe your bloody dick all over her teady bear." Next he told me that it was a true story. I was neither appauled nor disgusted, it just struck me as a Kyle Farley pederass kind of thing. Much like we like to do around Christmas time, when we sit by any of the Elementary schools around town dressed up as Santa Claus, and tell little children that it is ok the be "naughty." Some times we cry though, like when birds die. Its a sad song to sing, but someone must sing it. Farwell and a hello to all who are into mediocraty, falsity and ignorance. Love and Guts.
Saturday, 17 August 2002, I decided to actually do some more work on the web page today, just for shits and laughs, even thought the band just broke up basically. Its a big mess I we are all really silly right now. I cant explain, what to do, or what to do (no that wasnt a mistake). It seems that no one likes eachother any more and we are all a bunch of fagots. But who cares, we love music, and we love to be gay, especially at night and in school where the all the children play, oh yeah. This may not be a band page much longer, but it was fun for a while. Love and Guts.
Wednesday, 14 August 2002, Today is our first day on our web site.We are happy to be on the web, because we just love the internet, and professonaly act like a bunch of assholes on stage. Well, we have never actually been on stage, but that will chang all in a matter of time. Because we rock. As of right now, nothing works, but that is ok, because it will be just a short time untill it does. But here are some pituctues of our selves to start you off with and give you a little TASTE of what we look and act like (a bunch of assholes).
Andrew,Adam,Hank
OUR HERO:
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