My friend's good w/ word

So, the other day i was messing up with my friend's brain and all of the sudden he yells 'krigga!', and i felt fucking ilustraded.

Krigga.

What kind of word could that be?
All of the sudden, brilliance pour'd in to the vastity of my thoughs to raise the answer for o! so wondrous new addition to a world of languages:
it must be like a mix of a niggah kraken octopuss of course!

yes
yes!
YES!

Had i a fucking scanner i'd fucking draw that shit out on a whim but no, fuck that shit, they're expensive or something.
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn.

But it's awwwwight because i can draw it for myself and scare the shit out people who sees my drawing of my niggah kraken octopuss monstah! hell yeah.

Well, gotta go. Buh-bye !

OMFG IDK TTYL FBI

Holy shit man, i've 3 visits in my blog!
it's like, i'm getting fucking famous!

Anyways, yeah, whenever i'm like, 'i should writte stuffs!' i don't, and once i take my time to do so, i just don't know what to talk about. Isn't it fun!
K', enought complainig.

So, a friend of mine is gonna get married in a week; it's awesome, he's the very first one of my friend to get married! i'm so exited for him.

Well, i'm supposed to writte this shit in english so i can practice it, but i wish i had someone to talk to, because ever so slowly i feel damn ackward when i try to speak, and daaamn, it is not good.

bye

...yeeeah.

Welcome to my humble blog, my dearest reader. May you find pleasure within the words that from my heart take flight, and land on to this badass motherfucker blog of mine.

Where i to say something more, i would, but there is no more; also, my mouth is thirsty so i cannot type because my eyes hurt, so i'll leave you with this image that resembles my arrival to this new form of communication device call'd a blog.

Farewell, damnit.