Squad Patrol's Blogging

I hate blogs. Blogs killed my father. My dad was surfing the net one day minding his own business and all of a sudden a gang of blogs attacked him and slit his throat. I vowed to avenge his death and I will not vow to do anything else until that vow is fulfilled. I will not even vow to eat breakfast because my other vow is much more important. Even though doctors say that a breakfast vow is the most important vow of the day. I hate doctors. I vow never to be one. But sometimes my friends and I dress up like doctors and go to a bar that is near a hospital to pick up chicks. Chicks are dumb. I vow to never tell them any vows. Vows are stupid. It's sounds like vowels. But you can't buy a vow.