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Sasqui get scare of the people on halloween

Saturday all the people they git dressed up like the devil. some of the woman they git dressed up like all trampy and stuff. Me think that bad. Cuz if people scared of sasqui all year long, why they dress like sasqui on this day????????? And the worst part is the kids want candy that rot the teeth. Me never go to the dentist and have all my teeth. HA! See what happen when you floss every day? Little kid don't floss and get the cavity. But me don't have straight teeth, all crooked and stuff. It hard to get a woman when you have bad teeth. The woman only like handsome guy with straight teeth. Good thing about halloween? Sasqui can go to the bar and nobody say nothin. The people think me have costume and they serve me beer. Me drink pitcher of blue moon with orange slice. generally sasqui don't drink belgian beers but blue moon made by coors, good conservative company. Happy Halloween!

Sasqui try to buy beer, no have ID

Sasqui old. real old. alot of time me go to store and get the beer and me no pay. cashier yell and point gun and sasqui run out with six pack of pabst blue ribbon. But today something differint. Big hairy woman (pretty, too) ask Sasqui for ID. Me say what Sasqui need ID for? No car. Just live in forest. No birth certificate. Not born in hospital. She no let me buy the beer. Me get real mad and go scare the campers and take their beer but they only got fancy shit called Black Bear Stout. Real dark beer good head but too creamy and bitter.

My friend tell me Sasqui to get a blog

this is first post so me say what i do. me live in forest all day long and eat fruit and nuts. Sometimes look for meat and scare the people. me wanna be frendly but little people scare of big sasqui. real gentle and nice, sasqui. so i decide to 'get message out' i write blog about life, forest and loneliness. you people read the blog and make nice comment. maybe you be my freind, too. well. that all for now. me go drink a beer.

Sasqui broke the bad computer, get new one to write blog

Sasqui at friend house and use the google on computer. Me see bad things about sasqui. Say sasqui bad. say sasqui dont exist. Arrrrrrgh. Make a me mad and break bad google computer. Me like the bing cuz cant find nothing in the bing. So friend tell me, sasqui, you get computer and make blog to tell the people that you real and really nice guy all the time in the forest. So that this blog. Sasqui hope you like the blog. OK, maybe talk about the beer, too.