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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2003 03:16:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>High School yea... Get ready to read fellas</title>
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  <description>alright here we go... well theres this new principal named Major B right.. so he gets a camera and tell some ppl that he is taking a pic. for the year book right but yet he lies yet again.. well this time Hitler &quot;Major B&quot; uses the picture not for the year book but yet he uses this picture with his stupid little scam against the students.. he&apos;s like Hitler in every way i mean hitler tortured Jews Major B torchered his students with gay, lame, foolish rules.. but yet hitler lied to the Jews and Major B lied to his students so see he&apos;s a beast a beast with the characteristics my good ole&apos; friend Hitler well not a friend but a foe! so lets see nobody likes these two guys so like why don&apos;t Major B quit.. because he gets joy out of making our high school lives miserable! &lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t like the guy i don&apos;t like him one bit hehe yea.. &lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        This is once again a lovely message from your truly &lt;br /&gt;                        great friend Kenny Bear!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2003 01:58:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ok... you guys are sucking on some live journal...</title>
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  <description>Some of the ppl that have live journal dont use it alot and they should atleast right one sentence a day.. just because i said so and i&apos;m kennybear!&lt;br /&gt;   and that makes me a beast and sexy one to haha yea</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2003 06:10:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>umm.. yea.. HaHa</title>
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  <description>well i have nothing to talk about i&apos;m just writing this to say i wrote it heh later</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2003 08:28:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tonight...</title>
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  <description>Well.. i went to the funeral home first and chilled there with my parents for a good bit of the time then i jus tkinda went home and took at the trash and crap.. and like got on my computer like always.. and listened to ppl tell me about there depressed lives because some guy or girl doesn&apos;t like them.. so.. i talk to them and they feel better about there lives then they leave and i sit and wait for sumthin to do... bout that time i go to my parents room and watch &quot;Pirates of The Carribean&quot;... which by the way has the gayest pirate in the world in it.. but yea i watched it then some random chick calls me from Alabama saying that she remember&apos;d me from school when i went to PRC.. so like i talk to her for like half a minute because i don&apos;t know her and plus it costs money to talk ya know... and plus i didn&apos;t want to talk to her at all... then like i went back in my parents room to finish the movie then Steve calls and asks me if i want&apos;d to go to Zach&apos;s so i was like yea sure ya know.. then like Danny come and gets me and like we go.. on the way over to Zach&apos;s Danny like talks to Mikey B. on the phone trying to tell him where Zach&apos;s house is and like finally he finds it out.. but like then we get to Zach&apos;s and listen to some &quot;Sock Puppet Hate&quot; because they recorded some songs tonight.. then we decided to play som Mario Cart on Game Cube yes indeed we did.. then like Steve was like you guys wanna go running for like 30 minutes and we are like yea sure why not.. so we go outside in the freezing cold and run well me, Zach, and Mikey take bikes well i take something another that has 3 wheel which was cool till&apos; i started to get Frostbite from friggin&apos; freezing my tush off in the cold... so i go back to the house to chill with Noodles since he didn&apos;t tag along.. and i go inside and go to open the door to the stairs and it was locked thanks to Zach.. so.. i go outside and stand in the freezing cold and stand and stand and stand.. then they finally come back to the house and we go inside turns out that there was a key on top of the door panel so i stood out in the cold for nothing.. well by then we are all friggin&apos; hungry so we go downstairs and get this Turkey Breast and eat that crap... so.. like then we go upstairs and begin to watch some Tom Green movie but like then this is where it all stops... cuz i caught up with where i&apos;m at and like noodles is talking about movies and we are laughing and talking back.. heh</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2003 04:41:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Major &quot;B&quot; Takes Kennybear Out Of Fourth Period...</title>
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  <description>Well this morning at school everything was going good then 1st period came along which is usually cool cuz its just Science Skills and Reasoning...  But today there was a guy in there like always named Eric Bochman they guy did the bomb threat last year... yea exactly you got it... but yea he&apos;s like yea little Kenny check this crap out and i&apos;m like what dude and he says look and he&apos;s got a box set of 4 stink bombs... and i&apos;m like wow.. your a good man for having those and he like yea.. so my day gets better and better i got to awesome band yea.. it sucked like usual.. then i went to Moler&apos;s room which is easy cheese cuz she&apos;s ditzy and its World Geography.. yea i&apos;m 2nd in the class and good ole&apos; Marshall is in front of me just because he&apos;s a beast at getting them A&apos;s baby.. but neways back to the story of Major &quot;B&quot;......  so i&apos;m chillin in the class and all of a sudden i smell this friggin nasty smell and all the black kids scream some white kid done farted Ms. Moler i&apos;m gone and they ran out the class and i&apos;m just chillin in my seat gaggin&apos; cuz of the horrifying smell... well after Ms. Moler gets the ppl back in the class she says yea that was a Stink bomb and i know who did it well class goes on and on... then bell rang for 4th period.. so i go in there and i&apos;m like dude if they call me to the office for doing that crap i&apos;m gonna be mad.. and like right after i said that to myself MAJOR &quot;B&quot; cracks the door and says i need to speak with Kenny please... &quot;in a manly voice&quot;&lt;br /&gt;  so i go outside thinking yea i&apos;m so screwed cuz he&apos;s not gonna listen to me tell him i didn&apos;t do it ya know.. but he&apos;s like so i&apos;m told that you know who did this little prank.. and i&apos;m like nah dude i don&apos;t know what your talking about.. and he&apos;s like yea Moler told me... so i&apos;m like piss dude.... and he smiles in a freaky way cuz he&apos;s a beast.. and he says just tell me who did it all this will all be over.. so i&apos;m like i don&apos;t know man i&apos;m not much of a tattle tale.. and he&apos;s like just tell me Kenny he&apos;ll never find out.. so i&apos;m like cool man.. and i say yea it was Eric Bochman yea yea he did definatley him.. i think.. and he&apos;s like well what bout Ray Larson.. and i say to myself the kid the black chick threw the bouncy ball at and made him cry yesterday and i immediately say nah dude he wouldn&apos;t do it.. and that was my crazy story of well its up there ^ in red heh.. &lt;br /&gt; later!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2003 04:47:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is all new...</title>
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  <description>so.. yea this is all new umm.. i just got live journal but umm.. i dont&apos; know what to talk about just yet but i will find out because i&apos;m kennybear and thats how i work but yea.. later</description>
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