WELCOME, LOST WARRIOR.
IF YOU LIKE MEAT, LOUD TYPING, OR FIGHTING APPLIANCES, THIS IS YOUR NEW HOME.
ADD ME. OR CHALLENGE ME. OR SEND ME A SANDWICH.
~FRIENDS = CREWMATES 4EVER~
WELCOME, LOST WARRIOR. TRAIN YOUR MIND. DO NOT CLICK THIS. SANDWICH SECRETS REVEALED. MY BATTLE THEME.
here is where i store the sacred meats. do not touch them. they are volatile
GO BACK BEFORE YOU GET HUNGRY
these people saved me or made me laugh once. i would die for them probably
if u wanna be my crewmate send me meat or a cool link
why does beef "expire"? because they dont want you to keep it too long. THEY KNOW ITS POWER.
every burger is secretly timed to self-destruct. the ketchup is watching you.
go to any deli. ask for “what they won't sell you.” see what happens.
IF THIS PAGE GOES DOWN YOU KNOW WHY
Okay, so I made this website. It's not much, but it's *mine*. I’ve been trying to join every stupid site on the internet, but they all made me feel like an idiot! Stupid emails, stupid verification—can’t they just let me exist??
I finally gave up on the "cool" journal sites because they wouldn't let me in. But you know what? Geocities doesn’t care. It's simple. It works. And I can put all my **weird thoughts** here and people can either read them or think I’m insane.
So here we are. Maybe I’ll write something important later. Maybe I won’t. But if you’re reading this, you’re either lost or curious. Either way, welcome to my meat-fueled mind.
Did you know that steak is secretly a superpower? It’s true. I ate 3 pounds of steak in one sitting and I felt like I could fight a bear. If anyone doubts me, challenge me. I’ll eat 5 pounds next time. You can’t stop me.
Still no friends on this thing. But maybe I’ll make a page for all the people I’ll meet. Here’s the first list of my imaginary crew:
Anyway, this entry is just to say... I’m here. And if you ever feel the need to **share a burger**, drop a message. Maybe we can talk about meat. Or fight. I’m cool with either.
I'M OUT FOR NOW
Okay, so I’m still alone. But here’s my **dream crew**. One day, these names will mean something.
If you wanna join, maybe bring me a meatball sub and a secret meme. That’s all I ask.
BACK TO BASE
Okay, here's the deal. The challenge is simple: Build the highest tower you can with as much meat as possible.
Send your entries to: meatbandit69@geocities.com (Or, you know, just email me. I don’t care.)
BACK TO THE MEATVAULT
Yo, if you wanna do something... just do it. Like, if you wanna eat 3 burritos in one sitting, do it. (Just don’t blame me if you’re too full to move afterward, though.)
Sometimes life is dumb. But like... if you’re sleepy, nap. If you’re hungry, eat. If you wanna fight a raccoon for a burrito, then just do it. I mean... it’s your life, right?
