And now a word from own sponsah!
All I ever wanted was to march in unison to the bum drums with my kirbies flapping in time. I would casually look from under them to side to side to make sure I had it right Ike all the other kidz. Flash those pearly whites stroll stroooooooge on up to the sidewalk on your big wheel and lean back to look cool. DUDUHFUDUDUDUHUHU HUHUHUH MUMUMUMUM IPIPIPIPIPIPIPIP PIPPI .........HEY PIPPI......flow the crastamoms down the drain.
I didn't feel like going to work today but that's the nature of Thursday. I can't wait for Friday because the hubby and I are planning an imaginary trip down to foxwoods for a show and some gambling'. Then we'll make some hot buttah lovin' up in our luxury sweet in the sky.
See? That wasn't bad. I she doesnt have to bum drum and Kirby to the beat of the cool kids flups. I am different so what. I knew that the first time I looked in a mirror while playing dress up gooey with my cousin Adelaide.
Still even while I'm of on holiday with hubby this weekend I will be tempted to lerk. I cat log on anymore though. But I sure can read. And despite what everyone there thinks all I was doing was reading. The stupid accusations of harassment IRL are not for me. One of you Kirby shitters did it to one of your own. I mind my own business and keep my own bassinets in order.
Baby Watson stroller sandwiches next to the garage while my skateboard teenage memories roll by off in to 30 years ago.
We're you a it kid? Did you call the WERS show NASTY HABITS at night and make dirty teenage humor? We did.
Oh yes we did.
Cum on then and let prance around like sick little hoppers. Hop gophophophophophophoph STOP!!!!! (silence)
Thank you and now we get back to makefunofitall land.