Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Wanderlust
ONE DAY I WILL BE SO RICH I WILL BE ABLE TO GO WHERE EVER I WANT AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Fearless
._. All the fish zooming to eat my dead skin.
Valerie didn't dare to put her leg in put we forced her anyway.
Wanling's leg:
Fish: Nibble nibble nibble nibble.
My leg:
Fish: Nom nom nom nom nom.
Valerie's leg:
OMG MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH.
After I left half the fish died of over eating. The other half died of food poisoning.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
How my thumb smells
My thumb smells like how fat people do when they sweat a lot and their shirt starts to get soaked through, sticking to their rolls of fat in a way that you can see and count every roll clearly.
They will then flap their shirt desperately, hoping to cool themselves down. The sweaty splotches on their shirt spread and merge, creating a giant patch of sweat that reeks.
At this point, the dampness and the heat starts to make them edgy and restless. As they raise their arms up to air their pits, you can see, even though you don't want to, several coarse armpit hairs creeping out from the edge of the sleeves.
A foul smell wafts out, so strong that you start imagining that you could almost see the stink lines like those from a cartoon and hits your nostrils like a weapon of mass destruction.
THIS IS HOW MY THUMB SMELLS LIKE. WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They will then flap their shirt desperately, hoping to cool themselves down. The sweaty splotches on their shirt spread and merge, creating a giant patch of sweat that reeks.
At this point, the dampness and the heat starts to make them edgy and restless. As they raise their arms up to air their pits, you can see, even though you don't want to, several coarse armpit hairs creeping out from the edge of the sleeves.
A foul smell wafts out, so strong that you start imagining that you could almost see the stink lines like those from a cartoon and hits your nostrils like a weapon of mass destruction.
THIS IS HOW MY THUMB SMELLS LIKE. WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A clumpy clump
The shopkeeper came out and stared at us so we thought it best to make ourselves scarce.
Mmm it rhymes.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Hic
I wish I could install a loudspeaker on top of my mother's car to communicate with the pedestrians:
"Eh hello girl in black too fat to walk on the pavement is it?"
or something like that.
"Eh hello girl in black too fat to walk on the pavement is it?"
or something like that.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
DOTUHWEGOSBHOGSBHFJKGHAEIGUQAQID
My god my self esteem just shriveled up and gave up all hope and died TIOEUTYUIGBEUITGWE9G8HWEGHWEOGHSEGOEGHSOG
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Hear hear
Friday, March 19, 2010
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