SO WE FOUND SOME QUOTES (MOSTS QUOTES ALSO FROM REBECCA) HERE ARE A FEW:
Thou Shalt Not Stab Giraffe In Neck With Spoon
IF LIFE'S A JOKE... I DONT GET IT.
IF WEDNESDAY, THURSDAY, FRIDAY WAS AN ACRONYM WHAT WOULD IT BE?
If life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Then use the profits to buy an assault rifle. See if life makes the same mistake twice.
VEGETARIANS ARE KILLING THE RAINFOREST
nine out of ten people like chocolate, the tenth person always lies
Ok so i applied for a job at a mental hospital and they said i needed 24 hrs experience with a retard..so …uhh…um do YOU wanna hang out?
QUICK!! What’s the number for 911!!!
Inside me is a skinny person screaming to get out. But he shuts up when I eat cake.
THEY THINK THE SUN CAN SWALLOW THE WORLD...BUT HOLE-PUNCHERS CANT DANCE?
I dream of a better tomorrow…where chickens can cross roads and not have their motives questioned
Knock Knock… Umm You don’t have to knock, they are things called doorbells these days..
Is the glass half empty or half full? Neither, it’s just the wrong size!
WHEN EVERYONE IN AMERICA PLEDGES ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG- ITS TOO LATE.
Even from birth, the human race has a tendency to be negative. Why is it that we're all so critical, and even more so to ourselves? It's not always bad to be proud. So where am I going with this? Not really sure, but this blog is, at least, an attempt for entertainment. Enjoy. :D
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Scene 7~
Narrator: Are we going to start this story or what?
Narrator 2: Wait... We're telling a story?
Narrator: Okay, tale.
Narrator 2: Oh, okay. Well, let us go on, shall we?
Narrator: That's what I was saying. So, as we go on in thistale of woe happyful story, we see Percy Jackson enter the scene.
Percy: Why, where has my hairbrush gone? The peach chucked it at me, and then- then- then it disappeared!
Narrator 2: Why, perhaps, Jenn took it?
Narrator: Jenn enters the scene.
Jenn: What did I do?
Narrator: Jenn exits the scene.
Narrator 2: Well... That was... Interesting.
Narrator: *laughs* Why, yes it was. As I was saying, the sky cleared up-
Narrator 2: You never said anything about a storm.
Narrator: I didn't? Well, then.
End of scene 7
Narrator 2: Wait... We're telling a story?
Narrator: Okay, tale.
Narrator 2: Oh, okay. Well, let us go on, shall we?
Narrator: That's what I was saying. So, as we go on in this
Percy: Why, where has my hairbrush gone? The peach chucked it at me, and then- then- then it disappeared!
Narrator 2: Why, perhaps, Jenn took it?
Narrator: Jenn enters the scene.
Jenn: What did I do?
Narrator: Jenn exits the scene.
Narrator 2: Well... That was... Interesting.
Narrator: *laughs* Why, yes it was. As I was saying, the sky cleared up-
Narrator 2: You never said anything about a storm.
Narrator: I didn't? Well, then.
End of scene 7
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Scene 6~
Chalupa: Hullo thur.
Cameramen: Chalupas can talk?
Director: YES, BUT CAMERAMEN CAN'T! YOU'RE FIRED.
Cameramen: Why?
Narrator: shakes head It's because of the recession.
Cameramen: Who shall film then?
Larry: says boldy I will.
silence
Larry: WHAT?
Narrator 2: You got a big head, and little arms, and I'm not so sure how well your plan was thought through.
Charlie: What are you talking about? He doesn't have any hands!
Everyone glares at Carl
Carl's wife: WHAT DID YOU DO?
Carl: I've never seen him before in my life.
Carl's wife: Why did you kill this person, Carl?
Carl: He's not a person. He's a vegetable.
Narrator 2: OH RLY?
Carl: YA, RLY.
Narrator: OH RLY?
Charlie: You know, I think I died long ago, and this play is my eternal punishment.
Larry: You're like a constant optimist, huh?
Charlie: Optimist? What's that?
Narrator: It's a principality between North Korea and Cuba.
End of scene 6
Cameramen: Chalupas can talk?
Director: YES, BUT CAMERAMEN CAN'T! YOU'RE FIRED.
Cameramen: Why?
Narrator: shakes head It's because of the recession.
Cameramen: Who shall film then?
Larry: says boldy I will.
silence
Larry: WHAT?
Narrator 2: You got a big head, and little arms, and I'm not so sure how well your plan was thought through.
Charlie: What are you talking about? He doesn't have any hands!
Everyone glares at Carl
Carl's wife: WHAT DID YOU DO?
Carl: I've never seen him before in my life.
Carl's wife: Why did you kill this person, Carl?
Carl: He's not a person. He's a vegetable.
Narrator 2: OH RLY?
Carl: YA, RLY.
Narrator: OH RLY?
Charlie: You know, I think I died long ago, and this play is my eternal punishment.
Larry: You're like a constant optimist, huh?
Charlie: Optimist? What's that?
Narrator: It's a principality between North Korea and Cuba.
End of scene 6
SCENE 5~
Narrator: Larry the Cucumber runs out, looking for his sombrero, having lost it when trying to dance.
Narrator 2: Sombrero? What happened to the chalupa?
Charlie the Unicorn: My kidney ate it.
Narrator: Charlie the Unicorn trudges out of the scene, looking for The Door.
Narrator 2: Well, let's continue, shall we?
*Cameramen direct cameras to a huge chalupa on mantel*
Narrator: Why yes, we should. And then, the chalupa falls off.
*Cameramen follow chalupa as it falls off the mantel*
Narrator 2: Let's see what happens.
End of scene 5
Narrator 2: Sombrero? What happened to the chalupa?
Charlie the Unicorn: My kidney ate it.
Narrator: Charlie the Unicorn trudges out of the scene, looking for The Door.
Narrator 2: Well, let's continue, shall we?
*Cameramen direct cameras to a huge chalupa on mantel*
Narrator: Why yes, we should. And then, the chalupa falls off.
*Cameramen follow chalupa as it falls off the mantel*
Narrator 2: Let's see what happens.
End of scene 5
Scene 4~
Narrator: Okayyy. Charlie the Unicorn saunters in.
Charlie: How can I saunter without my kidney?
Narrator: ignores
Narrator 2: OH RLY?
Charlie: OH RLY WHAT?
Narrator: Please welcome Larry the Cucumber.
Larry: Hola! Like butter...on a bald monkey.
Narrator 2: OH RLY?
Narrator: It's so hard to run with, a sombrero, on my head.
Larry: OH WHERE IS MY HAIRBRUSH?
Charlie: On the snowman.
Narrator 2: OH HO HO.
Larry: USTA!
Charlie: Is that...A RUSSIAN NAME?
Narrator: OH DIOS MIOS! SNUGGIE! screams
End of scene 4
Charlie: How can I saunter without my kidney?
Narrator: ignores
Narrator 2: OH RLY?
Charlie: OH RLY WHAT?
Narrator: Please welcome Larry the Cucumber.
Larry: Hola! Like butter...on a bald monkey.
Narrator 2: OH RLY?
Narrator: It's so hard to run with, a sombrero, on my head.
Larry: OH WHERE IS MY HAIRBRUSH?
Charlie: On the snowman.
Narrator 2: OH HO HO.
Larry: USTA!
Charlie: Is that...A RUSSIAN NAME?
Narrator: OH DIOS MIOS! SNUGGIE! screams
End of scene 4
SCENE 3~
Narrator: On with the tale... Yet again.
Narrator 2: Tale?
Narrator: Didn't you just ask this last scene?
Narrator 2: Oh, well, then. Go on with the tale.
Narrator: Okay, back to the tale. Here, we see a rippling ocean of polyester, gleaming in the sun. On top of it, it has... A potato.
*silence*
Narrator 2: How wonderful.
*Charlie the Unicorn comes in*
Charlie the Unicorn: Why, hello, everyone!
Narrator: Why, hello! You're in this play?
Charlie the Unicorn: Why, indeed, I am!
End of scene 3
Narrator 2: Tale?
Narrator: Didn't you just ask this last scene?
Narrator 2: Oh, well, then. Go on with the tale.
Narrator: Okay, back to the tale. Here, we see a rippling ocean of polyester, gleaming in the sun. On top of it, it has... A potato.
*silence*
Narrator 2: How wonderful.
*Charlie the Unicorn comes in*
Charlie the Unicorn: Why, hello, everyone!
Narrator: Why, hello! You're in this play?
Charlie the Unicorn: Why, indeed, I am!
End of scene 3
SCENE 2~
Narrator: Well. On with the tale.
Narrator 2: Who says 'tale' anymore? Like, seriously?
Narrator: Who says 'seriously' anymore?
Narrator 2: You just did.
Narrator: Well, you just said tale.
Narrator 2: I DID NO SUCH THING. HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF SAYING THIS I'M NOT HELD. pause accountable? for.
Narrator: WELL THEN.
Camera crew: focuses in on the background
Narrator 2: And here, we see a rippling ocean of velvet, gleaming in the sun.
Narrator: That's polyester.
End of scene 2
Narrator 2: Who says 'tale' anymore? Like, seriously?
Narrator: Who says 'seriously' anymore?
Narrator 2: You just did.
Narrator: Well, you just said tale.
Narrator 2: I DID NO SUCH THING. HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF SAYING THIS I'M NOT HELD. pause accountable? for.
Narrator: WELL THEN.
Camera crew: focuses in on the background
Narrator 2: And here, we see a rippling ocean of velvet, gleaming in the sun.
Narrator: That's polyester.
End of scene 2
IMAGINARY PLAY THAT PWNS PLAYS.
Narrator: We are gathered here today to witness, a play of plays. Wait. What?
Narrator 2: It was a dark, stormy night. It was raining large clumps of lotion out of the cotton candy sky.
Director: Good job, Narrator 2 for those lovely metaphors!
Narrator 2: They were metaphors?
Director: Weren't they?
Narrator 2: Were they?
Director: NO COMPRENDO.
Narrator: Right.
END OF SCENE 1
Narrator 2: It was a dark, stormy night. It was raining large clumps of lotion out of the cotton candy sky.
Director: Good job, Narrator 2 for those lovely metaphors!
Narrator 2: They were metaphors?
Director: Weren't they?
Narrator 2: Were they?
Director: NO COMPRENDO.
Narrator: Right.
END OF SCENE 1
JENN~
JENN HAS JOINED {{joyn-eh-d}} THE CONTEST.
I SHALL PWN YOU ALL! >:D
I INVITE ANYONE TO JOIN, BUT LET ME KNOW FIRST. :D
I SHALL PWN YOU ALL! >:D
I INVITE ANYONE TO JOIN, BUT LET ME KNOW FIRST. :D
NINA~
NINA! I BEAT YOU. :P
OH HO HO.
33 POSTS. XD
WELL.
SO, ANYONE ELSE WANT TO JOIN THE CONTEST?
BLAH
BLAH.
I'M BORED. :P
OH HO HO.
33 POSTS. XD
WELL.
SO, ANYONE ELSE WANT TO JOIN THE CONTEST?
BLAH
BLAH.
I'M BORED. :P
PRACTICE TODAY
SO TODAY, I WAS GOING TO SWIM PRACTICE.
IT WAS FROM 6-8 IN THE MORNING. -.-‘’
SO I WOKE UP A 5:00 A.M. AND WOKE UP MY MOM.
AND SHE WAS LIKE “IT’S TOO EARLY, GO BACK TO SLEEP!”
TCH.
AND THE NIGHT BEFORE, SHE’S LIKE, “OKAY. YOU CAN GO TO PRACTICE.”
:P WHATEVER.
SO. JA.
IT WAS FROM 6-8 IN THE MORNING. -.-‘’
SO I WOKE UP A 5:00 A.M. AND WOKE UP MY MOM.
AND SHE WAS LIKE “IT’S TOO EARLY, GO BACK TO SLEEP!”
TCH.
AND THE NIGHT BEFORE, SHE’S LIKE, “OKAY. YOU CAN GO TO PRACTICE.”
:P WHATEVER.
SO. JA.
OH HO HO.
OH HO HO, NINA.
I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE.
HER BLOG:
Nina's blog
BUT WHERE DOES IT SAY HOW MANY POSTS?
AND IT'S NOT FAIR.
YOU'VE HAD YOUR BLOG LONGER. :P
I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE.
HER BLOG:
Nina's blog
BUT WHERE DOES IT SAY HOW MANY POSTS?
AND IT'S NOT FAIR.
YOU'VE HAD YOUR BLOG LONGER. :P
Thursday, October 22, 2009
:O
OH WHERE IS MY HAIRBRUSH?
OH WHERE IS MY HAIRBRUSH?
OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHEREEEEEE.
IS MY HAIRBRUSH.
HAVING HEARD HIS CRY, PA GRAPE ENTERS THE SCENE. SHOCKED AND SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED AT THE SIGHT OF LARRY IN A TOWEL, PA REGAINS HE COMPOSURE AND REPORTS, "I THINK I SAW A HAIRBRUSH BACK THEREEEE.
OH WHERE IS MY HAIRBRUSH?
OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHERE, OH WHEREEEEEE.
IS MY HAIRBRUSH.
HAVING HEARD HIS CRY, PA GRAPE ENTERS THE SCENE. SHOCKED AND SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED AT THE SIGHT OF LARRY IN A TOWEL, PA REGAINS HE COMPOSURE AND REPORTS, "I THINK I SAW A HAIRBRUSH BACK THEREEEE.
:D
HE SAID TO HER I'D LIKE A CHEESEBURGER,
AND I MIGHT LIKE A MILKSHAKE AS WELL,
BUT SHE SAID SIR I CAN'T GIVE YOU EITHER,
BUT HE SAID ISN'T THIS BURGER BELL,
SHE SAID YES IT IS, BUT WE'RE CLOSED NOW,
BUT WE OPEN TOMORROW AT TEN,
HE SAID I AM EXTREMELY HUNGRYYYY, BUT I GUESS I CAN WAIT UNTIL THEN!
._.
AND I MIGHT LIKE A MILKSHAKE AS WELL,
BUT SHE SAID SIR I CAN'T GIVE YOU EITHER,
BUT HE SAID ISN'T THIS BURGER BELL,
SHE SAID YES IT IS, BUT WE'RE CLOSED NOW,
BUT WE OPEN TOMORROW AT TEN,
HE SAID I AM EXTREMELY HUNGRYYYY, BUT I GUESS I CAN WAIT UNTIL THEN!
._.
BLAH, BLAH
THEY TURNED BLUE
WHAT COULD I DO?
SHE HAD A BEARD
AND IT FELT WEIRD
MY FRIENDS ALL LAUGHED...
USTA!
--x
WELL, I'VE NEVER PLUCKED A ROOSTER
AND I'M NOT TOO GOOD AT PING PONG
AND I'VE NEVER THROWN MY MASHED POTATOES UP AGAINST THE WALL
AND I'VE NEVER KISSED A CHIPMUNK
AND I'VE NEVER GOTTEN HEAD LICE
AND I'VE NEVER BEEN TO BOSTON IN THE FALLLL.
{{OH HO HO. SEE MY EXTENSIVE HAND-TYPED LYRICS?}}
WHAT COULD I DO?
SHE HAD A BEARD
AND IT FELT WEIRD
MY FRIENDS ALL LAUGHED...
USTA!
--x
WELL, I'VE NEVER PLUCKED A ROOSTER
AND I'M NOT TOO GOOD AT PING PONG
AND I'VE NEVER THROWN MY MASHED POTATOES UP AGAINST THE WALL
AND I'VE NEVER KISSED A CHIPMUNK
AND I'VE NEVER GOTTEN HEAD LICE
AND I'VE NEVER BEEN TO BOSTON IN THE FALLLL.
{{OH HO HO. SEE MY EXTENSIVE HAND-TYPED LYRICS?}}
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
RANT.
ISN'T IT LIKE TOTALLY UNFAIR THAT CMS GETS TO GO TO CHICAGO? PSH.
:P LUCKY WALRUSES.
WALRUSES YOU ASK?
LIKE LUCKY DUCK, EXCEPT, YOU KNOW, WALRUSES.
:D
EPIC, EPIC CHEESINESS, I KNOW.
SO.
WHAT'S UP?
THE CEILING? OH HO HO.
YESH.
SO.
ANY QUESTIONS?
ANYONEEE?
HULLO.
stranger walks in.
me: OH HAI THERE! WHAT'S YOUR NAME!
Person: Um. Hi?
me: DON'T TALK TO ME, STRANGER!
:P LUCKY WALRUSES.
WALRUSES YOU ASK?
LIKE LUCKY DUCK, EXCEPT, YOU KNOW, WALRUSES.
:D
EPIC, EPIC CHEESINESS, I KNOW.
SO.
WHAT'S UP?
THE CEILING? OH HO HO.
YESH.
SO.
ANY QUESTIONS?
ANYONEEE?
HULLO.
stranger walks in.
me: OH HAI THERE! WHAT'S YOUR NAME!
Person: Um. Hi?
me: DON'T TALK TO ME, STRANGER!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
AVEEEEEENO.
WE HAVE A VERY IMPORTANT PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT.
WAIT FOR IT...
WAIT FOR IT...
WAIT FOR IT...
LOTION!
THAT IS ALL.
WAIT FOR IT...
WAIT FOR IT...
WAIT FOR IT...
LOTION!
THAT IS ALL.
DESK FORTS
OH. SO YOU INDICATE ABOUT MY FANTASTICAL TITLE?
WELL, IT STARTED LIKE THIS:
There once was a little dinosaur, rambling through the woods. Only tiny rays of light could seep through the thick, leafy covering, so it was pitch black. The little dino-
WAIT. WHAT? WRONG STORY.
OKAYZ.
It was a dark stormy night, the wind whistling through the trees. {{ALLITERATION!}} Luke blinked and raised his eyebrows in astonishment at the fire, caused by the beaming rays of light from the moon. He glanced ahead at the clock tower. "Maybe there are people?" Luke asked Lise.
WAIT. WRONG SITE. AND TOO...CHEESYFUL.
YA KNOW, IM JUST GONNA TELL YOU.
DESK FORT. HEATER. WARM.
TA DA! I KNOW, I RECIVE AND A++++++=+---+0-==09890
WAIT...WHAT?
PSH. JUST
JUST
JUST
LEAVE ME ALONE.
WELL, IT STARTED LIKE THIS:
There once was a little dinosaur, rambling through the woods. Only tiny rays of light could seep through the thick, leafy covering, so it was pitch black. The little dino-
WAIT. WHAT? WRONG STORY.
OKAYZ.
It was a dark stormy night, the wind whistling through the trees. {{ALLITERATION!}} Luke blinked and raised his eyebrows in astonishment at the fire, caused by the beaming rays of light from the moon. He glanced ahead at the clock tower. "Maybe there are people?" Luke asked Lise.
WAIT. WRONG SITE. AND TOO...CHEESYFUL.
YA KNOW, IM JUST GONNA TELL YOU.
DESK FORT. HEATER. WARM.
TA DA! I KNOW, I RECIVE AND A++++++=+---+0-==09890
WAIT...WHAT?
PSH. JUST
JUST
JUST
LEAVE ME ALONE.
Monday, October 19, 2009
HULLO
YA KNOW, WE NEED SOME MORE FOLLOWERS. SO TELL PEOPLE WHO ARE YOUR FRIENDS AND PEOPLE WHO AREN'T YOUR FRIENDS.
SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
NOW.
SERIOUSLY.
NOW.
PLEASE?
I'LL GIVE YOU A QUARTER FOR EVERY HALF PERSON.
HALF PERSON?
WHAT?
I SAID NO SUCH THING.
PFTTT. JUST GO.
WAIT. WHAT WAS I TALKING ABOUT? O.O
OH RIGHT. WAIT. NO. WAIT.
WHAT?
WHATEVER. JUST LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE BEEP.
*QUACK*
...
BEEP YOU STUPID MACHINE.! *SHOVE*
JUST...
JUST...
******MESSAGED ERASED.
XPPPPPPPPPPPPP
SO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
NOW.
SERIOUSLY.
NOW.
PLEASE?
I'LL GIVE YOU A QUARTER FOR EVERY HALF PERSON.
HALF PERSON?
WHAT?
I SAID NO SUCH THING.
PFTTT. JUST GO.
WAIT. WHAT WAS I TALKING ABOUT? O.O
OH RIGHT. WAIT. NO. WAIT.
WHAT?
WHATEVER. JUST LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE BEEP.
*QUACK*
...
BEEP YOU STUPID MACHINE.! *SHOVE*
JUST...
JUST...
******MESSAGED ERASED.
XPPPPPPPPPPPPP
OMG IT'S JENN
WHY, HALLO, UGLY AND FAT LOVELY PEOPLE! :D
IT'S JENN, WRITING IN CAPS AND BOLD!
:O
WELL
I NEED TO FIGURE OUT WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY. -_-
OH
RIGHT
'TIS JENN, WRITING IN CAPS AND BO- ALREADY SAID THAT...
*racks through mind*
WELL, THEN. I FORGET. SO I'LL JUST SAY THIS.
I'M NOT A STALKER.
PS: YOU'RE OUTTA MILK. XD
IT'S JENN, WRITING IN CAPS AND BOLD!
:O
WELL
I NEED TO FIGURE OUT WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY. -_-
OH
RIGHT
'TIS JENN, WRITING IN CAPS AND BO- ALREADY SAID THAT...
*racks through mind*
WELL, THEN. I FORGET. SO I'LL JUST SAY THIS.
I'M NOT A STALKER.
PS: YOU'RE OUTTA MILK. XD
HULLO THUR.
HULLO. ATHENA IS HERE! HOLD YOU APPLAUSE. *bows*
AS A RANDOM NOTE {{AS USUAL}}
HERE ARE MY TOP 5 WEBSITES! :D
1) GMAILLL
2) GOODREADS
3) YOUTUBE. :PPP
4) BLOGGING? O.O
%) ICANHASCHEEZBURGER/GRAPHJAM
SO, YA. I'M NOT THAT INTERESTING. XD BUT YA KNOW, CAPS AND ~ ARE AWESOME. :P FEEL ITS POWER! {}
RAWR.
AS A RANDOM NOTE {{AS USUAL}}
HERE ARE MY TOP 5 WEBSITES! :D
1) GMAILLL
2) GOODREADS
3) YOUTUBE. :PPP
4) BLOGGING? O.O
%) ICANHASCHEEZBURGER/GRAPHJAM
SO, YA. I'M NOT THAT INTERESTING. XD BUT YA KNOW, CAPS AND ~ ARE AWESOME. :P FEEL ITS POWER! {}
RAWR.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
HEM. HEM.
HULLO FELLOW FOLLOWERS. {{NINA}}
I HAS CHANGED THE NAME TO FIT JENN'S REQUEST.
ORDER!
ORDER!
ORDER GIRL SCOUT COOKIES! THEY IZ YUMMEH.
I HAS CHANGED THE NAME TO FIT JENN'S REQUEST.
ORDER!
ORDER!
ORDER GIRL SCOUT COOKIES! THEY IZ YUMMEH.
Response to Jenn
WELL YOU SEE, THIS BLOG WAS CREATED BEFORE YOU GUYS JOINED, AND I FORGOT TO CHANGE IT. THE SMILEY DIDNT HAVE A COPYRIGHT SYMBOL DID IT? DID ITTTTTTTTT?
JENN IS PONDERING
ATHENA, WHY THE CRAP IS THIS BLOG CALLED "ATHENA'S BLOG :]" WHEN THE :] SMILEY IS CLEARLY MINE, AND ME AND NINA POST UP ON HERE?
HUH?
HUH?
JENN IS A COPIER
JENN IS A COPIER FOR THINKING THAT IM A COPIER.
OOOOOOOOOOH. WHAT NOW JENN? *PWNS YOU*
MOO HAHA.
SO...
WHAT TO BLOG ABOUT? BLOGGINESS?
FOR RESPONSES, SEND A LETTER TO
12345 Sesame Street
Llamaland, Stalkerville 98765
AND DONT FORGET THE...DELICIOUS CRAB MEAT.
***********MESSAGE ERASED*****************
OOOOOOOOOOH. WHAT NOW JENN? *PWNS YOU*
MOO HAHA.
SO...
WHAT TO BLOG ABOUT? BLOGGINESS?
FOR RESPONSES, SEND A LETTER TO
12345 Sesame Street
Llamaland, Stalkerville 98765
AND DONT FORGET THE...DELICIOUS CRAB MEAT.
***********MESSAGE ERASED*****************
Oh. My. Gosh. This is actually Nina.
I'm Athena! JK JK JK, I'm Nina, and Athena decided to share her blog with me. Oh. My. Gosh. How wonderful XD
OH HAI!
HAY PEOPLES!!
'TIS JENN YOU ARE TALKING TO!
...
...
...
CHALUPA!!!!!!!!!!
*screams in Athena's ear*
IS YOU HAPPY NOW?
...... *noms on chalupa*
'TIS JENN YOU ARE TALKING TO!
...
...
...
CHALUPA!!!!!!!!!!
*screams in Athena's ear*
IS YOU HAPPY NOW?
...... *noms on chalupa*
Socklessness
IN THE NIGHT I HEAR 'EM WASH
COLDEST CYCLE EVER SEEN.
SOMEWHERE FAR INTO THIS HOUSE SHE LOST HER SOCK
TO THE CHLORINE SO SOCKLESS.
HOW COULD YOU BE SO SOCKLESS?
SOCKLESS, SOCKLESS
OH...
HOW COULD YOU BE SO SOCKLESS?
Copyright Sock Studios.
{{Haha. I came back from my swim meet, and one of my socks fell out of my shoe. -.-'' SOo I only had one sock. -sigh- BUT TODAY, I HAVE TWO! AND THEY IZ FUZZEH.}}
This is a story, about a story. *epic silence*
It began one day, and there once was a person, who's name I shall not mention. That person kept walking, and walking, and walking, never running out of energy or breath. What that person was looking for, no one knew, but that person kept walking. For years, the walking continued that person, looking for something, something out their grasp. After decades, that person became very frail, and instead of walking, was limping. That person still continued their perilous journey, until July 31st, 1998. That person fell off a cliff.
Copyright the Banana King
1998
12345 Sesame Street, Stalkerville, Llamaland 98765
Rough draft
{{I know, the Banana King is a great author, way better than her... SO ANYWAY. DONT READ TWILIGHT AND TRY NOT TO HATE LIFE. PEACE OUT.}}
:O LE GASP.
I
SOUND
SO
HIPPY-ISH.
:OOO
*dies*
FAREWELL, MY SWEET WALRUS.
*blinks*
COLDEST CYCLE EVER SEEN.
SOMEWHERE FAR INTO THIS HOUSE SHE LOST HER SOCK
TO THE CHLORINE SO SOCKLESS.
HOW COULD YOU BE SO SOCKLESS?
SOCKLESS, SOCKLESS
OH...
HOW COULD YOU BE SO SOCKLESS?
Copyright Sock Studios.
{{Haha. I came back from my swim meet, and one of my socks fell out of my shoe. -.-'' SOo I only had one sock. -sigh- BUT TODAY, I HAVE TWO! AND THEY IZ FUZZEH.}}
This is a story, about a story. *epic silence*
It began one day, and there once was a person, who's name I shall not mention. That person kept walking, and walking, and walking, never running out of energy or breath. What that person was looking for, no one knew, but that person kept walking. For years, the walking continued that person, looking for something, something out their grasp. After decades, that person became very frail, and instead of walking, was limping. That person still continued their perilous journey, until July 31st, 1998. That person fell off a cliff.
Copyright the Banana King
1998
12345 Sesame Street, Stalkerville, Llamaland 98765
Rough draft
{{I know, the Banana King is a great author, way better than her... SO ANYWAY. DONT READ TWILIGHT AND TRY NOT TO HATE LIFE. PEACE OUT.}}
:O LE GASP.
I
SOUND
SO
HIPPY-ISH.
:OOO
*dies*
FAREWELL, MY SWEET WALRUS.
*blinks*
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
OH DIOS MIOS! I HAVE READ A BOOK. YES, REALLY. WELL, YOU SHOULD BE SURPRISED.
I READ TOO MUCH FOR MY OWN GOOD. >:D
WELL ANYWAY, I READ A REALLY EMO BOOK, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
Yes, yes. Very emo. Basically, for those "don't want to read it for it sounds bad but is curious anyway," or "sounds awful and don't want to hear about it," TOO BAD! Basically.
**SPOILER ALERT
Dr. Jekyll is a emo killer person, and Mr. Utterson wants to figure out who he really is. {{STALKERISH MUCH?}} So, Mr. Utterson finds Dr. Jekyll's alter ego, Mr. Hyde, dead. So jah. Wasted an hour of my life. :P
And so then, I had to write an essay about it. XP About his [Dr. Jekyll's] 'relationship' with Mr. Hyde. Doesn't that sound weird at all? Anyway, just, just. Awful book. :P
If you know what's good for you, read something better, like The Last Olympian or Harry Potter.
I got to admit though, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde isn't the worst book I've ever read. Probably 6th.
Worst: Something from the Twilight series
Second worst: Something from the Twilight series
Third worst: Something from the Twilight series
Fourth worst: Something from the Twilight series
Etc.: Something from the Twilight series
and so on.
After Twilight series is Diary of a Young Girl {{Anne Frank}}
And then Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
VOAH. THAT WAS A LONG-ISH POST. WELL. TTYL! :]
P.S. POST YOU OTHER BLOGGERS! *GLARES AT JENN*
P.P.S. Heh, say that out loud <--- P.P.S. XD So immature. :P
P.P.P.S. HEY, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN STAND FOR ANYWAY?
P.P.P.P.S. You're outta milk! :O
I READ TOO MUCH FOR MY OWN GOOD. >:D
WELL ANYWAY, I READ A REALLY EMO BOOK, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
Yes, yes. Very emo. Basically, for those "don't want to read it for it sounds bad but is curious anyway," or "sounds awful and don't want to hear about it," TOO BAD! Basically.
**SPOILER ALERT
Dr. Jekyll is a emo killer person, and Mr. Utterson wants to figure out who he really is. {{STALKERISH MUCH?}} So, Mr. Utterson finds Dr. Jekyll's alter ego, Mr. Hyde, dead. So jah. Wasted an hour of my life. :P
And so then, I had to write an essay about it. XP About his [Dr. Jekyll's] 'relationship' with Mr. Hyde. Doesn't that sound weird at all? Anyway, just, just. Awful book. :P
If you know what's good for you, read something better, like The Last Olympian or Harry Potter.
I got to admit though, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde isn't the worst book I've ever read. Probably 6th.
Worst: Something from the Twilight series
Second worst: Something from the Twilight series
Third worst: Something from the Twilight series
Fourth worst: Something from the Twilight series
Etc.: Something from the Twilight series
and so on.
After Twilight series is Diary of a Young Girl {{Anne Frank}}
And then Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
VOAH. THAT WAS A LONG-ISH POST. WELL. TTYL! :]
P.S. POST YOU OTHER BLOGGERS! *GLARES AT JENN*
P.P.S. Heh, say that out loud <--- P.P.S. XD So immature. :P
P.P.P.S. HEY, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN STAND FOR ANYWAY?
P.P.P.P.S. You're outta milk! :O
HALLO.
HALLO. SINCE JENN AND NINA AND STEFAN HAVE CREATED A BLOG, I SHALL TOO.
HAY
IS FOR
HORSES
JENN
NINA
STEFAN
ATHENA
PWNED.
OH HO HO.
So anyway, this is my epic blog. Of epicness.
So, for you mentally deranged people that are well, mentally deranged, I hope you can read pig latin. :]
allohay! iay amay athenaay. osay. eahyay. ahahahahahahahay epicay ailfay. :PPP
HAY
IS FOR
HORSES
JENN
NINA
STEFAN
ATHENA
PWNED.
OH HO HO.
So anyway, this is my epic blog. Of epicness.
So, for you mentally deranged people that are well, mentally deranged, I hope you can read pig latin. :]
allohay! iay amay athenaay. osay. eahyay. ahahahahahahahay epicay ailfay. :PPP
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