Hello World. After reading countless blogs all across the world that is the wide web, I decided that I should join in the fun of presenting some of my views, feelings, and thoughts for whoever deems my content enjoyable. At first I wasn't exactly sure what it is that I would blog about, as there are honestly an infinite amount out there that quite possibly cover the entire spectrum of anything you could imagine or discuss. So I realized at that moment that the easiest thing for me to do is to create something that I am very familiar with. So with further adieu, I present to you Ur Herbin It.
Similar to the now infamous and once totally overquoted "Grind My Gears" segment that took place on the anitmated television laugh factory Family Guy, I will bring to you a collection of people, places, and things that I myself have deemed to be "Herbin it." For all you d-bags who don't know the definition of herbin it, and anyone that takes the time to view this site certainly should by now, a herb is basically just the kind of person no one likes. Herbs come in all shapes, colors, and sizes and are vastly overcrowding the circular habitat we call Earth. Mainly, herbs do not possess any ill qualities whatsoever and have numerous gaykid tendencies and for all intent and purposes are useless aside from providing someone to point and laugh at, with the intention of embrassing them and sheddling light on their utter douchebaggery. So sit back and enjoy and I begin to show you gerbs who is officially Herbin It.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
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Herbs have to go. I agree. Like the numerous ones you encounter on a daily basis on the train. Or the bus. Or in your own house. At a friends house. At a bar. Numerous spots. They definatly grind my gears.
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