Ok, Fine. Here's An Actual Post.

Evenin’, it’s TheAndySan hurr with a double-post.

I guess Google Adsense doesn’t like boobs. It knocked off all my ads and put up PSA ads after my last post. In an attempt to get my ads back, I’m gonna do a post that has nothing to do with boobs. Nothing at all.

I worked my ass off today. First, I took a bike ride around town. I stopped in to Jim’s Computers to see if he could do data recovery for my hard drive. He said no and pretty much told me what I already knew: data recovery services are f’n expensive and it’s highly unlikely that Dusty will be able to fix my hard drive. Ughh, looks like I’ll have to bite the bullet and go through a data recovery service. It’ll be worth every penny though since I’ll get all of my files back.

After that, I sped around town to the music store before going to Wal-Mart. I tried out this unknown bass at the music store, and it sounded pretty good for only $150. If only I had moAr money… I also played on a piano for the first time in what seems like forever. Shane was working at the time and was really impressed with my speed. I think I’m still a bit rusty, but pretty darn good considering I haven’t played piano in a long while.

I’d like to say that I’m making a good amount of money with this site. Due to Adsense’s terms of service, I can’t reveal the exact numbers, but it’s over $30 so far. For this site being open less than two weeks, that’s quite impressive, I think. I would like to thank all of my viewers for showing me that I can make money without wearing a hat or a name tag (editor’s note: also due to Adsense’s terms of service, I cannot encourage you guys to click on my ads. I can humbly thank each and every one of you, though).

Well, I’m gonna hit the hay so I’ll see you guys later. Good-bye!


P.S: It’s been 1,511 days since I had a website. Yes, I know it was in my other post, but my OCD demands that I put it in this one too.

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What’s that?

You want strawberry?

Well how about


Made with lightning,

real lightning.

Sports (aaahhhhhh!) You’ll be good at them.

It’s an energy drink for women.


These aren’t your momma’s fun bags,

these are energy bags.


Science, boobage, science, boobage, electrolyes, turbolytes, powerlytes,

More lights than your body has room for.

You’ll be jiggling so fast, mother nature will be like, “Sloooooowwww dooowwwwnn.”

And you’ll be like, “Fuck you!” and slap her in the face with your

Energy cans.

You’ll have so much boobage,

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400 babies.

Give Jiggolate to your babies and they’ll be good at sports.

Make your babies jiggle

Abnormally fast.

They’ll jiggle as fast as Swedes. People will watch them running and think they’re Swedes. They’ll jiggle as fast as Swedes, against actual Swedes, and it’ll be a tie, and they’ll get deported back to Sweden.

Hey, go with the sure thing.

Don’t gamble on your boobs.

Snake eyes!

Try Power Boob, the drink that will make you (aaahhh!) sports (aaahhh!).

There it is, your moment of Zen. Good-night!


Hmm, I don’t like that hyphen. Let’s try this again:

There it is, your moment of Zen. Good-night!


There we go. Much better.

P.S: It’s been 1,511 days since I had a website.