ahhahahaha
well see, a few weeks ago i was talking to maddi
and i'm like wouldn't it be funny if i was just like
"yeah then i jumped such and suches bones and we had crazy wild sex and then i got totally pregnant and like, all this stuff started happening!"
and then we laughed and she told me to do it
and then i did it really quickly last night
and i watched her read it at school today
and she was like hyperventilating and screaming and stuff
and i was like LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
ahahahaha (:
and it made me laugh :)
and i need two more subscribers... then i'll update :)
Once upon a time there was a rhino.
And hiss name was Fred.
And Fred well he was an animal cracker rhino.
And because Fred was an animal cracker rhino, he often felt the need to hide from all the kiddes that wanted to snack
on his animal cracker goodness.
One day whilst Fred was frolicking
in the hot summer sun,
he happened upon a frosting fight.
The clowns were throwing the
PRETTY PINK frosting everywhere.
After watching for a while
he must admit that he ENJOYED
the sight. Deciding to join in on
the fight, he picked up a tube of
frosting. Although he tried in
excessive amounts of effort, he could not win. One of the clowns clobbered him in ooey-gooey pink frosting that was in the tastiness of strawberry. OH NO! He cried inside his head. Now the kiddies will want me even more. And of courses he was right. A little boy saw him on the way home.
He was quickly captured and he begged for his life. A dealio was quickly made. His life would be spared if his life story
is the coolios."Once upon ten years ago, I was born in the rice fields of India. My mother was a gopher,and my father was a hippo.
Somehow I became an animal cracker rhino. While I was in India I fell in mad passionate love with a horsefly named Charley. He was a manly horsefly and
I was often kept up into the early hours of the a.m. making manly horsefly/animal cracker
rhino love. And it was hot.
We were to be married in the butterfly fields of Carolina, but fate was not so kind.
He was killed the very next day.
I wailed giant tears of sadness because I loved him with a great burning passion.
So much that it burned my soul.
Soon afterward I was shipped to the United Americas. Lonely, I turned to the line of work that gave me several partners
in just a few days.
They were okay but they were not Charley. There was no lovey dovey fire behind our desires.
JUST LUST, Now I am here talking to you.
" The little boy looked thoughtfully into the green sun
but what's an stpo?