We've returned to another exciting and riveting edition of, TOAST! A crazy post done by an even more psychopathic child of the new age generation who learns way to much about the toils of the world 'round. TOAST, if you haven't notice is just an insane story, produced with no plot or rational thought involved. If you also haven't notice the tone of this is much more, sophisticated then all of my other additions to this Asylum of Perverse and Irrational Thought, or if you'd like to say, APIT, you can. I have no problem with acronyms, I enjoy them, and they're fun. Like my personal favorite, PORN, People of Rural Nations. It just sounds bad, but it really isn't! I can't lose! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Oh the beloved involvement of a Hold Drill the entire basis of this exercise is in case of an intruder we all go into hiding so the intruder can't find us. Apparently this has become a problem in America these days, can't even send your kids to public school without some crazy fool not only shooting off their mouth but also a gun, really now, the world's caving in on us folks! Where are you going to run if the floor falls out from under you? It's quite a scary thought, along with most of which I talk about, just random things on my mind, well, more like our minds, can't forget about the rest of them.

I've been yawning all day, I think it's either I'm just bored or it might be the annoying fact it's Monday and I hate Mondays. I'm Garfield, I swear, lasagna the wonderful being that is lasagna! Now I'm hungry, I can't wait to eat some food, I'm locked in my computer applications class, I'm in the middle of the spectrum of skills. The kid on my right can't type without looking, and the kid on my left is like Speedy Gonzales.

I'm going to end this entry for today, because it's around 2:00 pm and I'm tired, all this typing will drive me nuts, well, maybe a little late since I've already taken this class one in the past, along with a few of the other guys I know in here, we hate it here. Typing the alphabet now, and then I'm going to go off on somebodywell, I'll leave you with a nice little joke I received in my school email from my friend Amy, hope you enjoy it!


A 6-year-old and a 4-year-old are upstairs in their bedroom.
"You know what?" says the 6-year-old. "I think it's about time we start cussing"
The 4-year-old nods his head in approval.
The 6-year-old continues "When we go downstairs for breakfast I'm gonna say hell" and you say "ass"
"OK!" The 4 year old agrees with enthusiasm.
Their mother walks into the kitchen and asks the 6-year-old what he wants for breakfast.
"Aw hell, Mom, I guess I'll have some Cheerios"
WHACK! He flies out of his chair, tumbles across the kitchen floor, gets up, and runs upstairs crying his eyes out, with his mother in hot pursuit,
slapping his rear every step.
The mom locks him in his room & shouts "You can just stay there till I let you out"
She then comes back downstairs, looks at the 4-year-old, and asks with a stern voice, "And what do YOU want for breakfast young man"
I don't know," he blubbers, "But you can bet your fat ass it won't be Cheerios."