<?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-5470373</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:53:11.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsterrific </title><subtitle type='html'>Parody blog for your favorite excesively pale guitarist.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-109089504768887125</id><published>2004-07-26T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:24:07.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh! Oh! What's this? Billy's updating! Oh my GAWWD! *cough*Billy!! Will you fuck me hard and rough?? I like it anyway I can get it! rough, hard. in areas that should be for out only.. you get the picture! PEACE Billy!! *Someone Joel Knows* ::wink wink::What, so now Joel's the only one who knows you? Weak, man. Hella weak. Lol.Bill-eh.I was going to get a tiara so i could be pretty like you. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/109089504768887125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/109089504768887125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109089504768887125' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-108769700280420442</id><published>2004-06-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T19:03:22.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Updating. Not really, just answering questions...How's about a nice fuck?How about no?Man, everyone's asking for a shirt. I would much rather have a..............kiss!!!!!! Pleeeeeeeeeeease*muah*what kind of vido games do u got?Are you kidding? All kinds dude.hey, tomorrow your birth day huh? well im not sure i'm gonna loggin tomorrow but i wanted to say congratulations.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108769700280420442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108769700280420442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108769700280420442' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-108390050960891429</id><published>2004-05-06T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T07:23:27.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey kids, updating. Wow.Your're so aDORKable!That was original. Snaps for you.You can so run a hamster farm while making music! It's called multi-tasking! Grrrrrrr, hurting other people like that. You better say sorry that one chick who asked you that.See, but guys can't multi-task, haven't you noticed. I am so hurt. First you wouldnt marry me, start a hamster farm with me and watch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108390050960891429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108390050960891429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108390050960891429' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-108231979424637566</id><published>2004-04-18T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T13:26:09.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, I'm updating. Wow.Questions:hi billy ur silly.. can i suck ur willy.. hehehe..Wow, that was some deep shit right there.my friend said said you suck and i liked you, well it's the other way aroundWait...so...you suck and I like you?There's this guy i like who i see like 5x's during the 5 school days and he's sooo cute {but u're cuter:D} and I really like him butI'm not sure if he</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108231979424637566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108231979424637566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108231979424637566' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-108044397156816955</id><published>2004-03-27T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T19:22:05.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what's tasty? Jamba Juice.All righty...questions!my freind likes you but you suckThat's cool. You suck too. We have something in common.stop trying to act sexy because benji beats you way over the top. you tell him that. tell him that hes better then you. you need to cut the im-so-hot crap and get seriousWhat "I'm-so-hot crap" is this? You're mean. I hate you.u make me sad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108044397156816955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/108044397156816955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108044397156816955' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107984276031270772</id><published>2004-03-20T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T20:21:46.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do You Want My Email Address???Are you the kid asking for a shirt? Then...no, I'm gonna need an address to mail said shirt to...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107984276031270772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107984276031270772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107984276031270772' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107984068724810095</id><published>2004-03-20T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T19:47:13.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question time. Joygasm.why don't you like paul touch you?Is he gay?What in the world are you talking about? And no, Paul is not gay.how could you even manage to take care 172 hamsters?(explain every detail.)It's 127 actually, and I rule like that.okey i know hate question about linzi but i need to know are you really dating her*glare* Doom on you and your Linzi fixation.will you sing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107984068724810095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107984068724810095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107984068724810095' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107910329966712642</id><published>2004-03-12T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T06:57:17.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was the twins' birthday yesterday. They're 25 now. It was actually a pretty cool day, we had a party and stuff, but the twins ran off togther about an hour after everyone got there and didn't show up again for a while...but yeah...why you hate paul touch you...Why do I hate Paul touch me...? Uh...what now?know what pisses me when people say i'm smiling I really don't know how to smile. I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107910329966712642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107910329966712642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107910329966712642' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107869953807850092</id><published>2004-03-07T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T14:47:51.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, update. Wow.GHETTO FABULOUS! yeah, babyDon't  let Joel rub off on you, kids.silverchair is very good I love hem!! :D hi billy !!!Uh, hi. As you should, silverchair owns you.Do you like alcohol.its good. do you support underage drinking?    plaese write backEhh, it's ok. No, I don't support underage drinking. So...Silverchair...what about the song "Roses"?Awesome song. How about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107869953807850092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107869953807850092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107869953807850092' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107785783728076522</id><published>2004-02-26T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T20:59:20.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joel has slipped back into extreme ghettoness again *cringe*abuse me as an awesome silverchair song!! but tomorrow is better.Slave. Great song.my friend dissed my tatoo on my knuckles that says valverde, but four letters on each side, I got pissedThat sucks. But who cares, if you like the tattoo, nobody else's opinion really matters.in a buch of pics to look high or drunk, but hot, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107785783728076522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107785783728076522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107785783728076522' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107713588534115950</id><published>2004-02-18T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T20:44:33.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a few minutes and nothing to do so I'm updating. Really just answering more questions, but yeah:omg u answered my question thank you so much it's like the first time some answered 1 of my questoins... lol sorry... so benji is singleWelcome. Yep, that he is.Coffe is my friend too my friends call me high but no drugs for me my friends call me drunk, but drunk on coffee (dr. p) water, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107713588534115950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107713588534115950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107713588534115950' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107699764449519442</id><published>2004-02-16T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T22:08:26.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm hyper. Coffee is my friend. Here. Questions:I hate this In the sun I GET TAN, but my mom is lucky sure she gets sun burn but damn she paleThat sucks. I'd suggest sun screen. Or not going in the sun. That second one generally works for me.I'm not famous, you are all just crazyUm...okay...*backs away slowly*I love the movie "The Nightmare Before Christmas"Score! You know who else </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107699764449519442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107699764449519442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107699764449519442' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107625909562403628</id><published>2004-02-08T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T08:58:58.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because I'm cool like that I'm answering some more questions:Hey...no biting!But...but...it's so fun :(hey billy ur hawtWhat's up with writing 'o' words with 'aw' instead? Really...You guys can start asking me stuff again if you want. Since we're not touring anymore I have a little more time. Ok...off to amuse myself now, bye kids!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107625909562403628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107625909562403628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107625909562403628' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107543806066288195</id><published>2004-01-29T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T20:49:15.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>January 29, 2004Hey guys... I've been getting a lot of questions so will you please lay off for a while?  I'm gonna be updating more I promise but the questions are overwhelming.  Here are some answers...Why do people keep mistaking the Paul's rat for a puppy?They're dumb..how come you were muttering 'the sexy" while doodleing around your eyes with eyeliner you stole from benji?Um... um..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107543806066288195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107543806066288195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107543806066288195' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-107008713115801472</id><published>2003-11-28T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T22:36:47.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>August 29, 2003Yay!  We won!!I love you!!!Germany needs you!!!Really?  Hmm.....can i bee in your online harem???Sure, why not?omg u have a hamster. how many is it now 128?. thanx u made me feel better about myself.No, I have 127 hamsters... and how did I make you feel better about yourself?do you love joel???Well I love joel....sure....You guys rock and your the coolest one out of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107008713115801472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/107008713115801472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107008713115801472' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-106186304202612610</id><published>2003-08-25T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T18:59:46.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>August 25, 2003Ok as I have a ton of questions please don't ask me too many more, k?  Also don't re-ask questions that have been answered... ex. LINZI (ahhhh...) and pale skin and girlfriend... bad.*HAMPSTES* RULE!Err... what is a "hampste"?Do u read all ur fan mail?Every single damn question.I can be your girlfriend? I will share my makeup with you....~GC fan 4 LifeIs tempting.  Am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/106186304202612610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/106186304202612610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106186304202612610' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-106176188335402945</id><published>2003-08-24T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T14:51:23.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>August 24, 2003Hmm I think maybe I should change my hairstyle again... what does everyone think of liberty spikes?A ton of questions...Is your girlfriend Linzi a spider?  did you try to kiss Joel while seeing the Hulk?NO NOT LINZI NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... and noooo I did not try to kiss Joel.Hamsterz rule!! ive had like 7 of em.......how many have u ever had?127 of course.Yes however </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/106176188335402945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/106176188335402945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106176188335402945' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-106117144569705614</id><published>2003-08-17T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T18:50:45.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>August 17, 2003Questions!no offence, but ur starting to sound anorexic.....WHAT?  I'm NOT ANOREXIC!  Just because I don't like to eat much!  I'm offended now.errrmmm Whens the next time Your Coming To Massachusetts??? Geeeze... =-( I was in the hospital w/ amonia Last year when you were in Worchester. YOU GOTTA COME BACK SOON!!!! I miss you Guys! DOn't worry tho your CD never leaves my Cd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/106117144569705614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/106117144569705614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106117144569705614' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105958244436794196</id><published>2003-07-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T09:27:24.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 29, 2003Hmmm...forced into the sun and sunburned....sounds vry familiar to my own life...peeling is not fun...stupid beach...my pasty white conmplexion is now also ruined...dude guess what I'm actually tan now! Isn't that weird? ~PhugOooh a vampire friend.  You can be my girlfriend.The sexy the sexy mmmm yo are just oozing the sexy...unfairYou can be my girlfriend too.I lost a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105958244436794196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105958244436794196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105958244436794196' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105932918809456613</id><published>2003-07-27T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T11:06:28.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 27, 2003Ask me questions in my boxy deal. I need love.~Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105932918809456613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105932918809456613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105932918809456613' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105927182028656006</id><published>2003-07-26T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T19:10:20.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 24, 2003I'm angry. Due to circumstances beyond my control (everyone else wanting a picnic!) I was forced to sit in the sun. The sun I tell you! Of course I burned a bit. Not only do I itch like crazy, my deathly white complexion is ruined! I'm no longer pasty white! However will I look like Jack Skellington now?!~Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927182028656006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927182028656006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105927182028656006' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105927174096946888</id><published>2003-07-26T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T19:09:01.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 22, 2003My PS2 has returned. I saw a strange memory card in it, but when I returned to play, it had disappeared. Very odd. Chris dared to ask if he could play. Of course I said no.Also Joel has been talking very oddly lately. Today he showed us all this song about the ghetto and suggested it be on the new album. he was dissuaded after Benji sat on his stomach and the song lay shredded on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927174096946888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927174096946888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105927174096946888' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105927164360217151</id><published>2003-07-26T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T19:07:23.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 19, 2003My PS2 is missing. I don't know exactly when it left me, but I had it yesterday. It can't have gone far. I yelled around the bus a bit but no one knows. Chris keeps staring at me and saying "I have no idea" then looking away really fast. That is one creepy-ass kid we have as a drummer. Anyway, I'll have to amuse myself with the GameCube, then.~Lil' Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927164360217151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927164360217151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105927164360217151' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105927155777015425</id><published>2003-07-26T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T19:05:57.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>July 12, 2003I'm very tired. Chris and I had pancakes this morning. Was very good. I'm so sleepy though. I've got to stop eating so much. Then Chris went off to hang with the Used. Mr. Obsessor.Paul almost found my little sketchbook yesterday. Had to hurry and move it because there are some unkind sketches in there of everyone.Mmm. I need sleep now. Bye.~Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927155777015425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105927155777015425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105927155777015425' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105685978699501453</id><published>2003-06-28T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T21:09:47.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 28, 2003Found a disturbing website yesterday.  It was a shrine to me and was all about how the owner would like to -- that's not something we should discuss!!  Am disturbed but encouraged.  Someone thinks I'm sexy.  I'll get a girlfriend yet!!~Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685978699501453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685978699501453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105685978699501453' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105685969568967517</id><published>2003-06-28T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T21:08:15.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 27, 2003Chris is making dinner!  I don't trust him.  I'm not eating anything unless I make it myself.  I ate some crackers earlier, so I think I'll just surf a while.  By the by... seeing as today is the 27th....... GO VISIT LEVEL 27!!!~Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685969568967517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685969568967517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105685969568967517' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105685961009511736</id><published>2003-06-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T21:06:50.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 25, 2003Benji is quite pleased with himself.  Am unsure why. He was clutching the new Mest CD and going, "Yeeeeeah, sexy.."  Perhaps he's in love with Tony..?  Disturbing thought.  If is going to be in love with boys, should be in love with me.  However that would not fit the Benji image.  Let's hope he's still got that thing... for Xtina... errm.... anyway.Creepy.  Chris now says "sexy,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685961009511736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685961009511736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105685961009511736' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105685945365768857</id><published>2003-06-28T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T21:04:13.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 16, 2003I got gloves from Joel, a Rugrats video game from Benji (ha ha), rum from Paul, and smoke bombs from Chris.  What??  Is it just me or is anyone else just a tad disturbed by Chris? I mean he doesn't say anything and he gave me smoke bombs? Okay...Am very sexy.  After everyone left I macked on this girl till she told me she was only 16.  So?? What does that have to do with being my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685945365768857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685945365768857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105685945365768857' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105685919262157432</id><published>2003-06-28T20:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T20:59:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 15, 2003YAY!!  Today's my birthday!  We're going to a party now.~Billy Martin!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685919262157432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685919262157432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105685919262157432' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105685916893134553</id><published>2003-06-28T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T20:59:28.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 12, 2003None of our fans seem to notice that I'm sexy.  Was forced to ask one out.  Apparently she was 12..? Coulda fooled me with that makeup.  Also it's illegal to date 12-year-olds.  My bad.  Anyway I feel very unloved and am going to mope some more.~Lil' Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685916893134553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105685916893134553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105685916893134553' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105543511803359894</id><published>2003-06-12T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T09:34:42.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 11, 2003Everyone is feeling the effects of my sexiness.  Benji is sad (haha the nonsexy bitch), Joel is grumpy, Paul is confused, and Chris is ... uh?  I dunno.  He's itchy, but he's always itchy.  So yeah.  I dunno.  Girlfriend here I come. ~Lil' Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105543511803359894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105543511803359894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105543511803359894' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105543475795306840</id><published>2003-06-12T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T09:19:17.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 9, 2003Have really turned up the sexiness.  Am wearing a hat and a Level27 shirt designed just for me.  ...Yes!  Just heard Benji say "Damn sexy" under his breath.  I guess he could just be envying Tony Lovato again.  But more hopefully envying ME!  Now all that's left is to lose some weight.~Billy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105543475795306840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105543475795306840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105543475795306840' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105543446542004295</id><published>2003-06-12T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T09:14:25.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 8, 2003Haha, have once more snuck online after the twins!  They don't know I have my very own blog!  I know about theirs though!  Ooh, Benji's jealous of my sexiness.  Too bad Mr. "Punk".  Looks like I'll have to start being ultrasexy again though.. I need a new girlfriend.. *mumblemumbleHAMSTERHATERmumble* Stupid wench.  Oh, I'm tired again!  I can't imagine why.  Had a piece of pizza </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105543446542004295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105543446542004295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105543446542004295' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470373.post-105534440874959495</id><published>2003-06-11T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T08:13:28.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>June 1, 2003Dumped my girlfriend last night.  She was laughing at my story of when Elvira died!  Laughing!  At a dead hamster... I simply can't tolerate that.  She got really mad!  And she looked all bloated, kinda like she had 6 more legs!  So I had to cover her mouth till she passed out and she was clawing at my face and then we left her by a Dairy Queen.  It was very horrible.  But actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105534440874959495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470373/posts/default/105534440874959495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilbillyham.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105534440874959495' title=''/><author><name>Bad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13608549364564101355</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></entry></feed>
