  hey, nbsp;  well i've decided to blog it up after reading a friend's passionate,  yet insightful& nbsp; blogs.
nbsp;  ( malex. blogspot. com& nbsp;
nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp;  i recommend& nbsp;
the& nbsp; damn alexander grahm bell one) nbsp; anyways, nbsp;
 i'm sure my life is too boring to actually read about so.  i'll just make up a bunch of lies : nbsp;  yesterday,  i was walking down the street and i shot some guy in the face and stole his car. nbsp;
 then cops and the swat team chased me but i pulled out a chain saw and sliced them up real good. nbsp;  actually that was all the stuff i did while playing grand theft auto. nbsp;  man what a great game. nbsp;
 it's too bad that you can't hold up a police station and then get a change of clothes and expect them not to recognise you. nbsp; nbsp; nbsp;  if i ever blow up a cop car i'm definatily going to bring a change of clothes and i don't mean just any clothes.  i mean like a ninja outfit.
nbsp;  if worst comes to worst i'll just blame my juvenile actions on the creators of the game. nbsp;  okay well,  it's been almost four minutes since i stopped playing so i'm gonna go& nbsp;
restart the game and reign down a fierce storm of havoc on the poor computer generated souls who live there. nbsp;
