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By Any Means Neccessary!!!

Yeah...for my metalhead friends, this will not pertain to you. I did a collaboration with an artist from Alabama named Dean Ruben. He's got some really good southern rap. Well what happened was that one of his good friends was out in Atlanta and some how she ended up clubbing and partying up with a famous rapper named Pastor Troy. She made him listen to all of Dean's tracks and out of all of them he liked the one that I produced the best. That's really exciting to hear for me. Hopefully he wont lose that connection because he ended up getting his personal email and cell phone number. Then maybe we can all end up doing a song toghether. I also did some research to see what major record label Pastor Troy was signed to and it turns out that it is Universal Records....damn! Man, hope you guys pray for me, and hope Dean doesn't fuck this up!!! This could be his big break...maybe get me out there too.

Cold Empty Heart.

I was at work today and we were discussing Eric's death. He was a good man that was in frustration. Some problems he had were in his home while others took place right at work. I mean, his ex-girlfriend fucked him over and took most of his money after they split up. Poor guy....On top of that, him and our general manager Dave never got along.

Well getting to the point, as some of us know, Eric (manager) had a heart attack in the milk cooler and cracked his head open and died in a puddle of blood. That's scary...But all that was said about the cause was just a heart attack. Right, he did have a blood problem...But what some people didn't know was that Dave and him fought and had a giant argument right before he died. Supposedly he attacked him verbally. After Dave was done yelling at him he continued and got back to work. He had the dairy shift that morning. I guess he had been over-thinking and so shook that he had a heart attack. I feel bad, I'm surprised it didn't matter to Dave at all. When they discovered his dead body in the cooler he had no reaction. Dave seemed very casual and calm about it like nothing happened. I think that's sick in the head....How would you not feel bad? Even after you've just fought, wouldn't you feel upset? Wow. I don't know how the man is living with himself knowing he was the reason. You should think he would change but he's still an asshole to everyone. Oh well, I guess there's some things about people that just don't change.

FRITOU V.S. MIKE!

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This is very wrongful sick humor. I'm not sure who drew it but I found it laying around at Mike's house so I decided to scan them.

"I Call The Shots"

Who would have thought New Years Eve would end like this? The moment was tragic but becoming question of our humanity...Or are all no more than savages...

It all began on new years day when I woke up early in the morning. I drove to Surrey to work backstage at the Hedley concert at the Surrey Central City Mall. I was there from 11am-8pm. I was supposed to work until 2am but Mike kept calling my cell and begging me to come out that night with them. So I did...I arrived at Mike's house around 8:45pm. I drove Trevor, Mike, Ben and Cassie to some fucked up party. They had a live death metal band playing. Personally, I didn't know what the fuck they were doing or what to call them. The guy wasn't making any sense at all. The drummer was off beat and it was no more than stupidity. In no time we left to head back to Mike's apartment.

I told them that I would stay for a while but i didn't want to take any shots with them. I guess they were disappointed so I ended up getting drunk with them anyway. I got hammered out of my mind. Later Bryce and Bran came by. Rumor had it that the party had gotten better supposedly...I doubted that but whatever. While we were getting ready to step out. For some reason Bran and Bryce thought they would have their own fun. They loaded up Mike's pellet guns (which are ALWAYS empty by the way) and shot the Fritou sign Mike has in his kitchen. I stumbled over to Bryce and asked if I could have the gun...Bryce didn't hesitate to hand it to me at all. So, me thinking that the gun was completely empty, I started playing around like we always do and decided to PRETEND to shoot at Mike. Nearly seconds after I hear Mike screaming...chaos erupted as everyone panicked after hearing Mike had been shot. To be honest, I was still in the state of disbelief. I was confused and wasn't sure if what had happened was real or not....Okay I guess I was too drunk. Trevor and I then dragged wounded Mike into Dustin's truck and took him to the hospital. As we dragged him into a chair we waited for about a few minutes. Trevor was getting upset questioning the nurses why he wasn't getting any aid. That's when they actually did something. Once more Trevor and I carried him...This time into a stretcher and from then on let the doctors take care of him from there.

In the past, I recall that I have done some minor first aid on Mike at work...But this was beyond my expertise. The last injury was a cut on his leg. I found a old first aid kit in the Extra Foods backroom on some shelf. I immediately began to dig through and found a random spray bottle. I sprayed his cuts...he screamed asking me what it was that I was spraying and if I knew what I was doing...Clearly I didn't but with a good imagination anything can be achieved. I mean, ask yourself...If it was in the first kit how can you question it? Then I wrapped his leg with duct tape...Only because they were out of bandaids and I had no other choice.

But anyway...back to the story. The day after I found at that Mike got stitches but was okay. I was really thankful. I felt really bad...I swear. I'm jut glad it didn't shoot him in the eye...I mean it was close.

The most retarded thing was...when Trevor and I put mike in the stretcher, his first words were "Is anyone getting this shit on tape??". I was thinking what the fuck....are you kidding me?!! This is what you're worried about. While there was confused Ben still wondering where the party was sitting in the hospital.

In the end, everyone is to blame but I guess it was an accident..So yeah I guess 2005 will remain the most memorable year...What else can I possibly say?