Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Manners
I don't accept people being impolite and rude because of the n word thing nor anything that happned before, such as me flunking out of college or being cranky|weird in something I did at home.
Bright Blu Di
Twinkle, twinkle, way up high
Like a diamond in the sjy
Up above the world you fly
Like a tea tray, in the shy
When the bright, blue sjy is gone
When it nothing shines upon
Up in Heaven you appear
Like Grandma's reindeer
In the black of night you fly
Like a firefly in the sjy
O'er mountains, hill, and dale
On the crashing waves you'd sail
Up above the world you fly
Like a diamond in the sky
Though I know not what you are
Twinkle, TWinkle, little star!
Like a diamond in the sjy
Up above the world you fly
Like a tea tray, in the shy
When the bright, blue sjy is gone
When it nothing shines upon
Up in Heaven you appear
Like Grandma's reindeer
In the black of night you fly
Like a firefly in the sjy
O'er mountains, hill, and dale
On the crashing waves you'd sail
Up above the world you fly
Like a diamond in the sky
Though I know not what you are
Twinkle, TWinkle, little star!
Story
I told my brother and others this story in the car when I was younger, and it took like an hour or so. I just kept ad libbing. I used to ad lib singing when I was even younger when we went up north to see my grandma for Christmas.
So, there was I dunno a guy who wanted whaaaaite bread. He didn't want brown bread! 8p (This went on somehow.)
Then, I think there was like a chicken strattling across the lights of the road. You know, when I was little, I thought and was told at the table, when I was like 2, that the red light meant go and the green light meant stop. Then, they said I was wrong. I kept asking about it, before and after.
There was a joke about crossing the road and being scared and stuck at the light. Oh, when I was 5, I think, or possibly 6 or 4, someone asked me why did the chicken cross the road - first time - and I said to get to the other side. I told Ellen DeGeneres, already. I lived in Southeastern Florida, too.
I think there was something about or I'm thinking now at least dashing to the other side.
So, then, someone needed a quarter, I think, for whaaaaite bread. However, all the quarters were in jail. I was like :p hysterical about why they didn't go through the bars ... and GET OUT ~ 80 I'm pretty sure it ended there. My dad used to stroll me around with my mom at the bank's March of Dimes. It was named Barnett Bank, and then we moved and went to Hibernia. My friend didn't like me after she found out my last name wasn't Barnett.. She had white hair, was short, and had parents who were 45 years older, born in 1941, the dad older. Her sisters and brother|s were 16+ years older, I think 1 on her mom's side.
So, there was I dunno a guy who wanted whaaaaite bread. He didn't want brown bread! 8p (This went on somehow.)
Then, I think there was like a chicken strattling across the lights of the road. You know, when I was little, I thought and was told at the table, when I was like 2, that the red light meant go and the green light meant stop. Then, they said I was wrong. I kept asking about it, before and after.
There was a joke about crossing the road and being scared and stuck at the light. Oh, when I was 5, I think, or possibly 6 or 4, someone asked me why did the chicken cross the road - first time - and I said to get to the other side. I told Ellen DeGeneres, already. I lived in Southeastern Florida, too.
I think there was something about or I'm thinking now at least dashing to the other side.
So, then, someone needed a quarter, I think, for whaaaaite bread. However, all the quarters were in jail. I was like :p hysterical about why they didn't go through the bars ... and GET OUT ~ 80 I'm pretty sure it ended there. My dad used to stroll me around with my mom at the bank's March of Dimes. It was named Barnett Bank, and then we moved and went to Hibernia. My friend didn't like me after she found out my last name wasn't Barnett.. She had white hair, was short, and had parents who were 45 years older, born in 1941, the dad older. Her sisters and brother|s were 16+ years older, I think 1 on her mom's side.
So! '}8)
You thought that everything had a reason! No, suckerz!!! 8p That's it. You have hit *rock bottom* 8|
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Tweet @TheEllenShow How I Changed the World
I almost stepped on a kid!
Ooh, wait, before, I flunked out of college. I think things were cool in summer of '05. Wait, that's when I flunked out at CUA in Washington, D.C., Catholic University of America.
Wait, I stomped at the kid! 8D They thought they were more tickled and stimulated by people born around when you were but were ugly and too like slick and droopy. Not my probbob! I'm in enough pain, as it is, but no not real worst pain.
Also, did you know Tim Burton's daughter is fascinated with dirt and crevices? She also cackles|crackles when she's stimulated. Shit! 8|
Ooh, wait, before, I flunked out of college. I think things were cool in summer of '05. Wait, that's when I flunked out at CUA in Washington, D.C., Catholic University of America.
Wait, I stomped at the kid! 8D They thought they were more tickled and stimulated by people born around when you were but were ugly and too like slick and droopy. Not my probbob! I'm in enough pain, as it is, but no not real worst pain.
Also, did you know Tim Burton's daughter is fascinated with dirt and crevices? She also cackles|crackles when she's stimulated. Shit! 8|
Tweet @TheEllenShow
When I moved to where you're from, I hated it more than anyone hated anything but really care about the people. Everyone knew, but I was quiet around people a lot.
Did you see this?
So, people born around 1960 were boned out as European, but these people born in 1960 claim they cater to people who are younger but really ones young enough to be their youngest child and rush people through life like you can't be that European.
Oh, wait, I probably got this idea from other people.
Oh, wait, I probably got this idea from other people.
Ooooh! 8D
I just got the idea of Ellen DeGeneres masturbating like Miss Nell Burton, crackling! Nell Burton is dirty and was a dirty baby, fascinated or rather stimulated by dirt, fat, and crevices.
Don't you tell me my future daughter will...
masturbate. I wasn't suggesting you go do it as an innocent person, you dummy, good-for-nothing. I meant you kept sending me these messages, whoever... through various methods. }:D
CAN YOU SHUT UP YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH AND NIGGER :D D D
I just got the message that I'm nothing to people who are born older than my dad, though I am, and mean people are. Why don't you go masturbate!
Ah! Help!
I think I got mad and Julie Andrews made my left leg swirl while I was walking. Then, I got bothered more, as though things were still being compensated with me. People won't leave me alone! Well, the top of my left leg.
I think my whole life these good-for-nothing people have been teasing me for thinking they should have no power over me and how I wanted to look young...
I think my whole life these good-for-nothing people have been teasing me for thinking they should have no power over me and how I wanted to look young...
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