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Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Anger Management At Its Finest


The effects of a very confining structured school on a wild mind. I've broken loose. Me no longer Brian. I Olaf-Vyljefsen. Cheiftain of carnage, rage, and utter mayhem. (I actually had already broken the weapon of my assault on this car; That's why there's nothing left but a stick.)

7 Comments:

Blogger Jovan said...

I wish I had a video camera of you tearing down the shed in my mom's back yard. It was brutal. There was this look of satisfaction and rage on your face. It reminded me of the scene in the Patriot when Mel Gibson runs down the British soldier in the creek and proceeds to chop him up splashing blood and water all over the place. Watching you was like Mel's character's kids. They thought, "Woe! Don't mess with daddy." I figured they had confidense in their father that he would not let anyone hurt them. (Remember, he was rescuing his oldest boy). I too am confident that if any inanimate object - whether car or shed were to try and harm me you would be their to destoy it in a theraputic furry.

7:59 AM  
Blogger HistoryGeek said...

That's fantastic...everyone needs an old car to beat up every once in awhile!

8:47 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

or if scrambled...Jeff Leo Sylvan.
Howdy Jeff...welcome to existance

11:08 PM  
Blogger Fred said...

Do you feel better now? By the looks of it, you do.

8:04 AM  
Blogger Brian Harrison said...

Oh yeah, I feel definitely better.

2:11 PM  
Blogger Brian Harrison said...

Yes, sexy huh?

11:07 AM  
Blogger Brian Harrison said...

Not last Friday, but the Friday before that. After classes. -And right before I was supposed to have an appointment with 2 of them. I walked into the first appointment sweaty with red knuckles from clutching and swinging that stick.

5:20 PM  

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