To celebrate my 25 posts, I have chosen a new template for my blog! Do ya like it?
I really haven't got much to say. Sorry for bothering you, I'm just really bored.
Meanwhile, I have dances for the loophole song and Kitty Bus! I just don't feel like posting them now. Sorry!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Idiotic sister
My idiotic sister comes along and swipes the whole Eastern section of the pyramid. Drat. She goes away chuckling. It's not funny.
My pyramid is ruined.
At least I can still eat Skittles. Yum, yum.
OH MY GOD!!! This is my twenty-sixth post! I've had more than 25 posts! Sweet!
I must celebrate!!!
Here's my favorite parody. It's called Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged. It's very funny, though it can be inappropriate. My favorite character is Kaiba.
"Screw the rules, I have money."
"Kaiba, if you truly wish to know, then TALK TO THE HAND!!!"
Aah, I love this.
My pyramid is ruined.
At least I can still eat Skittles. Yum, yum.
OH MY GOD!!! This is my twenty-sixth post! I've had more than 25 posts! Sweet!
I must celebrate!!!
Here's my favorite parody. It's called Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged. It's very funny, though it can be inappropriate. My favorite character is Kaiba.
"Screw the rules, I have money."
"Kaiba, if you truly wish to know, then TALK TO THE HAND!!!"
Aah, I love this.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I tried...
I tried, I really did. I couldn't figure out how to post it on there. Sorry. I'll get it to you somehow! I promise!
Urgh...
I have been made to work at the snack bar at the hockey rink my dad works at. Even though I already have all my work service done for the school year (And it hasn't even started yet. Booyah!). It is boring, but my dad pays me in slurpies. What do you call it? Icees? Slushies? Well, I call them slurpies.
Don't ask me why, but they give me gas. Why do I like them so much, then?
I brought a sketchbook with me to the rink today. I drew really random stuff. Would you like to see them? They're comics about me and my friends. I've photoshopped them so you can read them.
Don't ask me why, but they give me gas. Why do I like them so much, then?
I brought a sketchbook with me to the rink today. I drew really random stuff. Would you like to see them? They're comics about me and my friends. I've photoshopped them so you can read them.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
VP
I love the term VP. It could stand for Vice President. Or Very Pregnant. Vaguely Pressurized. Or my favorite singer, Venetian Princess. Haha, try making a sensible sentence out of that!
The Vice President is Very Pregnant and is Vaguely Pressurized by Venetian Princess.
I recently had an odd dream. I dreamed that a friend from one of the classes I have just completed, Ariella (Of course that's not her real name, nitwit!), had set up a booth in my school. The booth was labeled "Advice; Fifty Cents."
I stopped and looked at the booth, but didn't get in line. Ariella was sitting inside the booth, calling for the next customer, when a buddy of mine from school, Sprite, went up. He sat on the stool and gave Ariella fifty cents.
Ariella listened to his question, then just sat there. Sprite asked, "So, are you going to answer my question or not?"
Ariella replied, "Oh, you wanted me to answer? I'm going to need another fifty cents." Sprite was weirded out, but he gave her the money. Now Ariella said, "I forgot the question, that'll be fifty cents if you want to say it again."
He gave her fifty cents. She said, "I've lost concentration. Seventy-five cents."
He looked at her and said, "You're just cheating me out of my money!"
She nodded and said, "I'll stop right now for ten dollars." He gave it to her, muttering under his breath. She held it up to the light and said, "It ain't legit. Shame on you for trying to counterfeit! Twenty dollars."
That's when Sprite just got up and walked away.
The funny thing is, Ariella isn't the type to do that to people. Weird. Sayonara!
The Vice President is Very Pregnant and is Vaguely Pressurized by Venetian Princess.
I recently had an odd dream. I dreamed that a friend from one of the classes I have just completed, Ariella (Of course that's not her real name, nitwit!), had set up a booth in my school. The booth was labeled "Advice; Fifty Cents."
I stopped and looked at the booth, but didn't get in line. Ariella was sitting inside the booth, calling for the next customer, when a buddy of mine from school, Sprite, went up. He sat on the stool and gave Ariella fifty cents.
Ariella listened to his question, then just sat there. Sprite asked, "So, are you going to answer my question or not?"
Ariella replied, "Oh, you wanted me to answer? I'm going to need another fifty cents." Sprite was weirded out, but he gave her the money. Now Ariella said, "I forgot the question, that'll be fifty cents if you want to say it again."
He gave her fifty cents. She said, "I've lost concentration. Seventy-five cents."
He looked at her and said, "You're just cheating me out of my money!"
She nodded and said, "I'll stop right now for ten dollars." He gave it to her, muttering under his breath. She held it up to the light and said, "It ain't legit. Shame on you for trying to counterfeit! Twenty dollars."
That's when Sprite just got up and walked away.
The funny thing is, Ariella isn't the type to do that to people. Weird. Sayonara!
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