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You know that feeling, when your walking down the street, and this tornado comes along and kills you? Me neither. But there was this one time when they made a movie like that. It's called twister. I like that game. Twister is when you try to geta boy to play with you, just so you can end up in your happy place? Me neither. I hate that game. So. But, one thing I do not hate is everything but Twister, and vegetables. And Fruit. And I dislike them, very muchly. Oh! and this one time, at band camp, Screw it, I never went to band camp. But, my parents tried to send me there this one time, and I pouted. I pout a lot. I even pout in my RP's. My very amazingly-amzing Rp. Because it's so figgen' hawt. Yes. So, as I was saying, if your walking down the strret one day, and you see a tornado coming, jump in the back of an animal control officer's car, and dance the hussle yourself to death, because that death is more painful than the tornado. I learnt the electric slide, the hussle, the Men in Black dance, and many more in dance class. They have these really nice blue walls, an' I made out with one, for twenty-five cents. Merk paid me. I named that wal. She is betty. So there is my rant, have a superiffic-fantabular-happy-fun-time-magnificent-fun-filled-condomfied-magical day! Oh, and, if you are the owner of a blue bentey, your car was blocking my way, so I pushed it off a cliff.
[s u n s h i n e] · Sun May 29, 2005 @ 04:59pm · 1 Comments |
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