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Ryan™

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About Me


I like to talk trash, and I am a well-qualified expert in the fine art of trash-talking (click here) .
Furthermore, I like to dress in dark Italian imported suits while smoking my pipe from the black leather seat located behind my mahogany-scented desk. Also, I sport a molester mustache and look like I'm fifty (refer to figure 1-A below).

fig. 1-A

Watch the new trailer for Gamerz! (because it's my baby)

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Branson.

My Blog

Poetry Jam II.. Im a Poet, Not a Rapper

I'm a Poet, Not a Rapper I've been complacently writin, devisin'Thoughts organized in ryhmesRhymes are ideas verbalizedLyrics are thoughts ampliphiedRevised in a writer's mindRefined; laid out li...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 14:12:00 GMT

Updates on the Life of a Hero: The Authorized Autobiography of Ryan Tapp

So& I haven't written a blog in awhile, and you're like, "Hey, when's Ryan going to write a new blog? A- He's a stud; B- When's he going to write a new blog?" You're probably wondering what I've been ...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 00:18:00 GMT

Branson's Blog

Preface: Since Branson refuses to write a blog, I have taken upon myself the incredulous task of writing one in proxy for Branson. It's just like Branson wrote it, only it's on my page. And he won't k...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 23:26:00 GMT

If you're going out on your first date, wear red!

I always thought that red was more of a power-color than blue (and perhaps John can validate this), and here's one of my countless examples to illustrate the brilliance behind such a hypothesis: I onc...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 04:17:00 GMT

Hey kids! Guess who's enrolling in Magician school?

Dear Blog,So I get this call at 10pm last night from my four-year-old nephew with the greatest suggestion that has ever been suggested on this side of the fence since the announcement of sliced bread'...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 22:38:00 GMT

To anyone who ever got picked last in gym class...

This blog goes out to anyone who ever got picked last in gym class:If you were to ask me what my favorite subject in highschool was, I'd say, "F*** you! Who the f*** are you anyways, and why are you a...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 01:55:00 GMT

Time is $- Thank you for your $.

Dear Journal Part Two, In the event that I were to die within the next year or so, I don't think I'd have a big problem with leaving all of my money to my family. To be quite honest with you...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 23:08:00 GMT

P.S. - No Fatties.

Dear Journal, So this is my first and last blagg. I've never written one before, I've never read one before, and I'm pretty sure "blagg" isn't even a real word. In fact, I don't think "blogg" is a rea...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 14:47:00 GMT