Tuesday, January 4, 2011

New Years: Yeah, it's kinda late. Psh.

HAPPY NEW YEARR! :D I even composed a poem:

Tomatoes are red,
Ashes are black,
2010 is over,
and never will come back.


But that's kinda morbid, so remember 2010- it's the last year until the next decade when we can wear those glasses with the 0s as eye holes, but in 2020, you'll have a giant 2 in the middle of your eyes, and that will be weird... D:


Oh, look! Fireworks outside! pewpew