Dear Girl Who Accidentally Touched My Bird in The Elevator, So I was standing in the elevator minding my own business, right? And I was busy talking to The Mordo and Helga, minding my own business when your group just… Read more ›
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An Open Letter To The Girl Who Accidentally Touched My Bird in The Elevator
Tagged with: accident, bird, eitits, elevator, girl, lol, Open Letters, retardicity, stupid, The Man Blog, tite
Posted in Stuff
Posted in Stuff
Sorsi Would Make A Pretty Badass Life Coach
Know what scares me? I’ve been getting these awesometastic bouts of depression lately. I know that you’d probably either go “Oh, look, there’s Ade, overdramatizing again about his trivial problems. Let’s laugh at him!” or “Ade, here’s some Xanax. Please… Read more ›
Tagged with: depression, emo, faggotry, funny, KFC chicken, kring, life coach, lulz, retardicity, sorsi
Posted in Personal
Posted in Personal
I Think My Old Friends Are Scared Of Me
Little-known fact about me: I used to be part of UST’s Campus Ministry back in college. Yes, I used to volunteer and facilitate recollections, retreats, and similar activities. And yes, I also stood on stage and danced some charismatic songs… Read more ›
Halloes Ladies.
Let’s just say last week was pretty weird for me. I’d rather not go into details, but let me just say the weirdness went into automatic proportions (a private joke there, har har har- what.) which rather left me depressed… Read more ›
I’m Old! And Broke! And Fat! Happy Birthday Yay!
So today, I turned 25. Dammit, I’m old. I don’t know. I used to look forward to my birthday because birthdays bring with them gifts, parties, and a generally happy atmosphere. Now I just dread them, mainly because it’s a… Read more ›
Tagged with: 25, age, birthday, construction, gift, old, retardicity, The Man Blog
Posted in Personal, Specials, The Man Blog
Posted in Personal, Specials, The Man Blog
...and I don't know what I'm doing here.
Oh, wait, this is a humor blog. I blog here. Yes, folks, I am Ade Magnaye, blogger extraordinaire. I write about deep and introspective stuff, like dick jokes, the size of the gazongas of that girl two feet away from me, my band that nobody cares to listen to, and how stupid the traffic is today on the way to work. Exciting, life-changing stuff!
No, really, please stick around. I need new friends.
