Wow, it is SO BORING being in this class, oh my giffle. This is craztastic and I think that I should tell you that I finally got parenthesis person to do a formal conversation with me. Ok, so I will interview him. Or her. Or it, whatever.
Ok, so would you mind if I asked you some questions?
(No)
Why are you still stalking my blog?
(No)
You promised you would cooperate though...
(Ok, I think that it is because you are the portal to the other world in which squirrels and gay men run free)
Um... does that mean that you are gay?
(...)
Well on that note, do the running man, eat a potatoe, kick a rock, play baseball, and listen to your parents.
Just kidding about that last one. Ignore it.
Dont listen to your parents.
They are min-controlling aliens that want nothing but a clean yard.
And beer.
Ew.
Beer.
Ew.
Clean lawns.
WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE TO DO THE LAWN WORK?! IT DOESNT BOTHER ME IF THE GRASS ISNT PERFECT ENOUGH TO STAB THROUGH MY SHOES :(
Be sure to read blog 74, that is my recomendation of the day.
Friday
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min-controling aliens?
ReplyDeletelol, thats all my step dad seemsto care about
ReplyDeleteclean lawn and beer
and wood, cant forget wood