oh dear i cannot write.i meant to say:"this might sound lamebut i think this is the best blog post ever"what is wrong with me?
mr o'brien,you are nice.do i get a trophy? i want you to make me a trophy. use macaroni and gold spray paint and little rubber skeletons. really though, you just made an already uncharacteristically happy day even happier.my brain just imploded.
I can only imagine why.also, you have inspired me to configure my settings on my blog to receive email notifications everytime someone comments. this excites me. its far less titillating that that which arouses your happiness, but unfortunately this is what my life has come to. oddly enough I recieve more blog comments now that my life is growing increasingly dull.xo
ellen and kendra: how to you configure your settings to see if anyone comments anywhere, or whatever, what, eh? yeah... facebook!
i will make you a trophy kendra.will you be able to accept it with your brain imploded though?hmm.
What if I actually did shoot you in the face? What if someone shot you in the face with a smile shaped bullet?That made no sense.
Smile shaped bullet sounds like a nu-metal song.
daniel bailey,i would like if you shot me in the face with a smile shaped bullet. consider this a welcome invitation if you ever sojourn to new york. do it, come shoot me in the face. ehh hemm.
I'll come to New York, shoot you in the face with a smile shaped bullet, take a photograph of your face with a smile shaped bullet wound, and then use that photograph as the cover for my nu-metal band's first album.
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