<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5871220734618720807</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:05:41.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trailer home art</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerhomeart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5871220734618720807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerhomeart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>camilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731257200465111267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5871220734618720807.post-3196344943407493666</id><published>2009-06-24T10:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:16:41.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maturity is Redrum has returneth as Trailer Home Art. Yes, rejoice and be glad. I insist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GREETINGS LOYAL FOLLOWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It has been a loooooooooooooooooooooong year or so since my last comic. I give you my sincerest apologies. But I take no blame because I'm a perfect motherfucker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you must know the reason for my absence, you may ask my lovely retail manager who apparently assumes that an individual who wants to work part-time, really actually wants to work just 5 hours shy of a 40-hour shift week, so they may toil and sweat almost as much blood as a full-timer and get shit-squat-nada benefits. Of course, I soon realized after five months that no petty retail store that caters to the unique fashion tastes of 90% of the teenage population is worth my time. So I cut my hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Alas, the gods were frustrated that a lowly mortal as myself could be so kick ass and hilarious, so to prevent my gracing the world of my comedic healing power, I was forcibly enrolled into a cinema class from hell. But that's another story. I'd tell you but I don't want some wrinkly oversized pathetic   dragon getting any publicity on the holiest of holy blogs. Because any publicity, is good publicity. Especially for an attention-seeking dragon whore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some renovations shall be made. For example, I trashed those disgusting emo-esque blogs for good. A teenager should never be allowed in a blog. In fact, when I am President (of the Universe) my first act will be to refuse anyone under the age of 18 the opportunity to write their own blog. Right after I outlaw the dressing of Chihuahuas in shitty outfits that neither they, nor everyone else sans the owner, would frankly care to see. Oh, and to send Miley Cyrus to 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="vertical-align: 5.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; circle of hell, because I love the smell of fresh tween tears. They are almost as magical as those of a gypsies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So with that, I leave, yet again. But not for long my fellow minions. I shall return with great haste to deliver a plethora of endorphins. Hah, I like using big words. Like that retard from So You Think You Can Dance?, the one who has to say a big word at least every other word to show the world that Obama isn't the only intellectual black person. Although he's half-black. Too soon? I don't give a shit. I just ran out of Cherry Starbursts and I'm ready to piss off some people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;PS. Am I the only one who thinks the new laptop trackpad by Apple is a total piece of shit? OH WOW IT'S ONE GIANT BUTTON, PLEASE TAKE A HUGE DUMP ON MY FACE STEVE JOBS, PEASE OH PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Courier New"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'Courier New';font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5871220734618720807-3196344943407493666?l=trailerhomeart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trailerhomeart.blogspot.com/feeds/3196344943407493666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trailerhomeart.blogspot.com/2009/06/maturity-is-redrum-has-returneth_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5871220734618720807/posts/default/3196344943407493666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5871220734618720807/posts/default/3196344943407493666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trailerhomeart.blogspot.com/2009/06/maturity-is-redrum-has-returneth_24.html' title=''/><author><name>camilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10731257200465111267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
