Catcherine Ocampcamps

The two other squadrons of the crew have chosen not to use this beautiful gift that we like to call blogspot anymore which shows how crackin' their Califoneya lives are... and how pathetic mine is in Pennsylvania. So as I sit here alone in the darkness of my room and ponder about where life will take me in a few years, Catch IM's me. Apparently she's bored cause why else would the CATHERINE OCAMPO instant message a peasant like me? My sole purpose in life is only to serve as her entertainment when she has nothing to do with her life. Buuut I'm done tolerating this Catcherarchy. She is a barbaric tyrant who needs to be stopped immediately. Catch can be compared to the bubonic plague, Martha Stuart, or even terrorism if you will. All she does is eat ice cream and steal wayfarers from her friends that are moving away to college. And she really smells. If you hyphy kids ever do bump into her in Frisco, sprint the other way!



Just kidding Catch, I love you. I hope you're not bored anymore. ;]
Wow...fuck my life I just blogged outta my ass.


--Mitchy Itchy