<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:05:00.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beetroot, Reetroot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-112135702857067741</id><published>2005-07-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T09:03:48.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia</title><content type='html'>All the old paintings on the tombs&lt;br /&gt;They do the sand dance, dont you know&lt;br /&gt;If they move too quick (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;They're falling down like a domino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the bazaar men by the Nile&lt;br /&gt;They got their money on a bet&lt;br /&gt;Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;They snap their teeth on your cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign types with the hookah pipes say:&lt;br /&gt;Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh&lt;br /&gt;Walk like an Egyptian.&lt;br /&gt;The blonde waitresses take their trays&lt;br /&gt;They spin around and they cross the floor&lt;br /&gt;They've got the moves (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;You drop your drink, then they bring you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the school kids so sick of books&lt;br /&gt;They like the punk and the metal band&lt;br /&gt;When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;They're walking like an Egyptian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids in the market place say:Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey ohWalk like an Egyptian.&lt;br /&gt;Slide your feet up the street, bend your backShift your arm, then you pull it backLife is hard, you know (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;So strike a pose on a Cadillac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to find all the cops&lt;br /&gt;They're hanging out in the donut shop&lt;br /&gt;They sing and dance (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;Spin the clubs, cruise down the block.&lt;br /&gt;All the Japanese with their yen&lt;br /&gt;The party boys call the Kremlin&lt;br /&gt;And the Chinese know (oh whey oh)&lt;br /&gt;They walk the line like Egyptian.&lt;br /&gt;Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk like an Egyptian&lt;br /&gt;Walk like an Egyptian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-112135702857067741?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/112135702857067741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=112135702857067741' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/112135702857067741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/112135702857067741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/07/hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.html' title='Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-112135662870668460</id><published>2005-07-14T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:57:08.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain is ... wet</title><content type='html'>I'm sop bored nobody ever visits here. That I don't really mind because it's like having a diary that somebody might just read. I feel better now that I've spoken to 'Gladis'. BUt she seems to think that now OI want to be her friend. I don't she was too much hassle and I'm happier without her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really confused because I don't know what I want to do for my university course. It will probably be nursing and then midwifery. BUt I love the idea of working in the zoo, so I might do a zoology or animal behaviour course. IT depends. Anywy lots to do and not a lot to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-112135662870668460?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/112135662870668460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=112135662870668460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/112135662870668460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/112135662870668460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/07/rain-is-wet.html' title='Rain is ... wet'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111954361586503218</id><published>2005-06-23T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:20:15.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladis please read this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gladis you have obviously been having some problems at home of some kind because you've reacted so badly to us "bullying" you. ONe day we were your friend the next we weren't because of you getting your dad to meddle with things. I feel bad that you never attacked me because I called you a lesbian first ( bearing in mind even you were calling people lesbian too). BUt since January I've been saying the same as Philis, this is pathetic. You have acted really stupidally in my eyes... you are such a wally. And yes we have done things, but we haven't talked about you that much, almost not at all, you're just paranoid. And I know we had an argument a few years ago, but I do think that since we were best friends for eight years and we were both bullied, that you are an even bigger wally for thinking I would be such a bitch to you. Database and Gay don't like you because you said some things, but they don't waste their time talking about you. ( even if they did you should feel flattered). Why the hell am I using alias'?  Anyway I haven't spoken to Philis because I didn't have her number, now I have it she's not at home. I think she has interfered too much and I know why because you're friends and we would have all done the same for each other. However, I want to speak to you and you must learn to stick up for yourself and talk to people. I said that because when you fell out with us you were obviously having problems at home because I read your blog. We were meant to be friends you should have told me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111954361586503218?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111954361586503218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111954361586503218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111954361586503218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111954361586503218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/gladis-please-read-this.html' title='Gladis please read this'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111954289437717557</id><published>2005-06-23T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:08:14.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyke, Dyke Goose</title><content type='html'>Then she texted Gladis who replied  " me and ted are up to lesbian things" Gladis somehow took this the wrong way. An hour later got her dad to collect her and then ring Database on her mobile and had a go at her. Gladis hasn't spoken to us properly since then. And she has written on the net about us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111954289437717557?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111954289437717557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111954289437717557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111954289437717557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111954289437717557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/dyke-dyke-goose.html' title='Dyke, Dyke Goose'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111952354212119103</id><published>2005-06-23T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:05:24.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck Duck Dyke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am in a funny mood today and so I feel like bitching. ( NOt funny haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let's start with the 5th of January ( brace yourselves people your about to see how fucked up I really am and get a sneak previiew of my diary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay so lets start with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;giving the two main people of my stories different names: Gladis and Philis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So Gladis came into school as usual and Philis came into school after having not been for like ever. Then the two of them bunked off. And I'm not sure, but I think that this was the day when I said in a joking way, because by this time in Gladis herself was using the word 'lesbian'. I told my friend 'Database', since I didn't have ,my phone, to text Gladis and in a joking way call her a bunking lesbian. Like even she would have done on any other day. We got no reply, and left it at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NOw I know that 'Database' or I ( by the way database is Jesus) , did not send any other messages or e-mails on the 6th of January, but Gladis came in on the school bus because Isaw her, she just didn't come inot school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;. But on the 7th we were all up in the science lab playing Jacks. One of the rules we invented was to ring someone or send them a tet and call them a lesbian. It was with a 6. Through the game I know that several people texted Gladis and other people off of 'Gay's' phone, but I don't what they said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I do know that 'Gay' decided to ring Gladis' home number, because we didn't think she would be at home. Gladis answered Gay panikcing said " um yeah that's what happens when you lay a 6." not lesbian.!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then on the 10th (Monday) Gladis came to school and was speaking us as though nothing was wrong in any way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111952354212119103?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111952354212119103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111952354212119103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111952354212119103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111952354212119103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/duck-duck-dyke.html' title='Duck Duck Dyke'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111947297970900092</id><published>2005-06-22T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T13:42:59.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreidel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have a litle dradleI made it out of clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and when it's dry and readywith dradle I shall play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O, dradle dradle dradle I made you out of clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dradle dradle dradle with dradle I shall play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;here's a little dradle thats small and made of clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but I'm not gonna play with it cuz dradle's friggin' gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jews......play stupid games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jews......that's why they're lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jews......play stupid games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jews......that's why they're lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll try to make it spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it fell I'll try again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;now when you learn to make the dradle spin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you'll knooooooww how people won't always win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;keep spinning...now when you learn to make the dradle spin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you'll knooooooww how people won't always win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;keep spinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;courtney cox......I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;coutrney cox......you're so hot on that show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111947297970900092?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111947297970900092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111947297970900092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111947297970900092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111947297970900092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/dreidel.html' title='Dreidel?'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111944741494190754</id><published>2005-06-22T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T06:37:35.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dradle, dradle, I made you out of clay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In reply to Jesus' ranting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the God Ganesh has the head of an elephant because, he was a boy and a slave for a God and Goddess. He walked into the house one day and the God struck him down. The Goddess said he can still be saved if we replace his head with another. A baby elephants head was found andit was cut off and the boy's head was replaced with it. Thereforw Ganesh has the head of an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick my nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111944741494190754?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111944741494190754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111944741494190754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944741494190754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944741494190754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-dradle-dradle-i-made-you-out-of.html' title='Oh dradle, dradle, I made you out of clay'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111944713241374898</id><published>2005-06-22T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T06:32:12.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;............................ a CANDLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111944713241374898?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111944713241374898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111944713241374898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944713241374898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944713241374898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='...................................................'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111944710261669721</id><published>2005-06-22T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T06:31:42.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum rolls please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The answer to my riddle is .............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111944710261669721?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111944710261669721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111944710261669721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944710261669721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944710261669721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/drum-rolls-please.html' title='Drum rolls please'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111944705036572866</id><published>2005-06-22T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T06:30:50.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can say flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Did I mention that I am a chocoholic. I love chocloate. I love choclate so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MOnty Python is soo funny, I was watching the holy grail the other day and I'm still to know what the Kinghts who formaly say 'nee' are, something like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'ecky, ecky, ecky,ecky,ecky pa tang tssezz pum.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I don't know I can only do the 'ecky' bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111944705036572866?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111944705036572866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111944705036572866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944705036572866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944705036572866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-can-say-flower.html' title='You can say flower'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111944680854249260</id><published>2005-06-22T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T06:26:48.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am such a retard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hate myself so much right now. It's not my free. What the fuck was I thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I love swimming because I feel like a mermaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Laura is not a lesbian... she is a SHIT, FUCK, CUNT, BOLLOCKS, BASTARD, FUCK,SHIT,LICKING,BISEXUAL, LESBIAN ARSEHOLE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bill Oddie is sooo funny, he got pissed on by a cow on live television, at least I think it was live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Goodies, goody goody yum yums.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Does anybody remember the advert for rowntrees sweets where they used the Goodies song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Did you know that people with the surname 'Walker' means that their ancestors job was to wash clothes in urine by treading or 'walking' on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The skunk sat on the stump,the stump stunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The stump stunk, the skunk stunk the stump.               say that three times as fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have a riddle for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Little Nancy etticoat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In her white petticoat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and red nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The longer she stands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The shorter she grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What is she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111944680854249260?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111944680854249260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111944680854249260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944680854249260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944680854249260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-such-retard.html' title='I am such a retard'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111944610500897045</id><published>2005-06-22T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T06:15:05.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit Sensation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't really have a lot to say anymore, I'm really tired and am pissed off with a certain somebody. who used to be my friend.  I said to her and I quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Next time that you come near me, by choice or not, I will punch you. So FUCK OFF get your own life and stop stealing mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is because she has always copied what I do, and now she is reading The Vampire Lestat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It is such a good book though, but it was mine, she can't have it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111944610500897045?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111944610500897045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111944610500897045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944610500897045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111944610500897045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/fruit-sensation.html' title='Fruit Sensation'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111943206377480280</id><published>2005-06-22T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:21:03.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People accept individuality</title><content type='html'>Clothes are slagged off by Christians to begin with pain withA RELIGION TO RESPECT OTHER REILGIONS. i'M BORED. tOM WASN'T BEING SERIOUS. tOM TASTE, YEAH THAT'S WHAT i THOUGHT WHEN i WROTE IT. Books, dvs' filled in my room of week flat packed floor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god I got seven splinters in my feet from my floor. won't see me until after my holidays. I hate bowling, but I got to think of anotherobviuosley out caps lock on by accident. Finland for Tom. Finnish is a pretty language, not that they ever heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft and windows are the same thing, Donna. You dozy mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really weird dream last night, Donna has weird entrys. Stupid weird armounts about something..*sings something*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont' ask I just wrote as much as I could from a conversation I heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111943206377480280?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111943206377480280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111943206377480280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111943206377480280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111943206377480280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/people-accept-individuality.html' title='People accept individuality'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111943174924390410</id><published>2005-06-22T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:15:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just unfortuante when people are crap</title><content type='html'>Hey had anyone seen the live video, that was on BBC1 a few weeks ago, of System of a down. They were playing BYOB when it occured to me that the guitarist looks like gollum. It's really scary his hair grows like Gollums and he makes his eyes pop out of his sockets as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the lead singer is a schizophrenic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111943174924390410?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111943174924390410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111943174924390410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111943174924390410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111943174924390410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-just-unfortuante-when-people-are.html' title='It&apos;s just unfortuante when people are crap'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111943154370235389</id><published>2005-06-22T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:12:23.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees are green... and brown</title><content type='html'>I haven't written on here in a long while, partly because I had my exams and I couldn't be bothered to waste time on the internet. But now my exams are over and feel like expressing to the sad people out there who want to read the crap that I write, which I don't actually write a lot, because I never really have a lot to say...back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get back on track I've lost my train of thought I have absolutely no idea what I was even beginning to say.  Except that my exams are over and I can start to write some crap on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a week or so from study leave, in which I literally did fuck all. So I'm not going to bother you with the boring details. Except I did do something I never do when I have exams and which I was desperate to do... I picked up a book. I love reading and I don't read during exams because I get distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening though I was playing rock, paper, scissors with my sister and we came up with fire, rain, air, bomb and log as well, only you can only use air and bomb once because we can't think of anything to beat them. And I just came up with snow, bu then you would have to sunlight to melt the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111943154370235389?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111943154370235389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111943154370235389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111943154370235389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111943154370235389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/trees-are-green-and-brown.html' title='Trees are green... and brown'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111762243190580320</id><published>2005-06-01T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T03:40:31.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To the goth who left me a message. I don't mean you. I love goths. It was directed towards somebody who believes that they are a hippy/goth/tomboy. Which you can't get mixed into one person. Just because sometimes they wear black, sometimes they dont, sometimes they wear black shirts with white lacey skirts and trendy black boots does not make them a hippy/goth/tomboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111762243190580320?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111762243190580320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111762243190580320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111762243190580320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111762243190580320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-goth-who-left-me-message.html' title=''/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111591668984949499</id><published>2005-05-12T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:51:29.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jesus, and anyone else who visits me try going on 'teggunisnugget.blogspot.' because that's a good page too. okay thank you. P.S Jesus you're still and egg-sucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111591668984949499?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111591668984949499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111591668984949499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111591668984949499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111591668984949499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/jesus-and-anyone-else-who-visits-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111591295904115756</id><published>2005-05-12T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:49:19.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For those strange people who decideto visit my blog, I must apologise for the layout of my page.I don't know how to use computers, so when I get stressed out I scream, swear and hit them. So some of my stuff is rearranged and I nor can anyone else, put the list back to its original place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111591295904115756?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111591295904115756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111591295904115756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111591295904115756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111591295904115756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/for-those-strange-people-who-decideto.html' title=''/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111589780584157739</id><published>2005-05-12T04:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T04:36:45.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 400; text-align: center; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0; margin-left: 0; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #7F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who like to disrupt other people's happiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle I Limbo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 10; margin-left: 10; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #8F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who lie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle II Whirling in a Dark &amp; Stormy Wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 20; margin-left: 20; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #9F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who leech your independance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail &amp; Snow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 30; margin-left: 30; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #AF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rich people who dont' give to charity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle IV Rolling Weights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 40; margin-left: 40; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #BF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;carnivorous people who think they know everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: solid none; border-color: black; background: white; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;"&gt;River Styx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 50; margin-left: 50; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #CF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who have no morality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle VI Buried for Eternity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: solid none; border-color: black; background: white; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;"&gt;River Phlegyas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 60; margin-left: 60; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #DF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hippy/tomboy/goths&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle VII Burning Sands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 70; margin-left: 70; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #EF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who kill for sport&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 80; margin-left: 80; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laura Squires&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle IX Frozen in Ice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaydeceiver.com/misc/hell/" style="color: red;"&gt;Design your own hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111589780584157739?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111589780584157739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111589780584157739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589780584157739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589780584157739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/people-who-like-to-disrupt-other_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111589773922088590</id><published>2005-05-12T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T04:35:39.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 400; text-align: center; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0; margin-left: 0; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #7F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who like to disrupt other people's happiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle I Limbo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 10; margin-left: 10; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111589773922088590?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111589773922088590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111589773922088590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589773922088590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589773922088590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/people-who-like-to-disrupt-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111589640711761767</id><published>2005-05-12T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T04:13:27.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have noticed that lots of people are making lists of hell. To be different I am going to write a list of people or things that are going to heaven... and then a hell list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.Jews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2.Hindus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3.Buddhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4.Pagans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5.Sikhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6.Muslims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7.Christians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8.Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9.Faeries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10. Mermaids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11.Pixies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12. Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13. As a matter of fact anything mythical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;14. Disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15. Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;16. Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;17. Gay people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18. Flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;19. Butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;20. Balloons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This list will continue to be updated when I get around to it, or when I remember. But not for a few weeks because I'm on 'maternity leave'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111589640711761767?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111589640711761767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111589640711761767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589640711761767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589640711761767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111589471485088843</id><published>2005-05-12T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:45:14.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am a deeply religious person and I dislike people who slag off religious people when they have no idea what the fuck they are talking about when it comes down to religion. I think that there are certain people who need to get over themselves. Open your eyes people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They way I see religion is that people have different beliefs and people should be allowed to believe what they want. O.k. so some people of every religion may be very forceful about what they believe and attempt to make others believ the same thing. But you have to respect what they have to say, accept them for who they are and get over it. At the end of the day every God and Goddess is the same, whether it's the first goddess, Isis, down to the God of classical theism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't waste your life trying to argue about what could be and what couldn't be. Think what you want to think and let others think what they want to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111589471485088843?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111589471485088843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111589471485088843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589471485088843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589471485088843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/religion.html' title='Religion'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111589394281285573</id><published>2005-05-12T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T04:15:42.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beetroots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I like beetroots. They taste like beetroots. They look like beetroots. They smell like beetroots. And they sound like Beetroots, that begin with 'r'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111589394281285573?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111589394281285573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111589394281285573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589394281285573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589394281285573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/beetroots.html' title='Beetroots'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12840317.post-111589280164167735</id><published>2005-05-12T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T04:17:14.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jeruselum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hello to my bitch Jesus out there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you suck eggs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12840317-111589280164167735?l=beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/feeds/111589280164167735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12840317&amp;postID=111589280164167735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589280164167735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12840317/posts/default/111589280164167735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetrootreetroot.blogspot.com/2005/05/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Dradle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439657914039004964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
