All I do things for are shits and giggles. Damn, my life is weird.

9.01.2003

"My Pretty STory"
DEAR MR. EEEK
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAID THE FLYING MUNKEY TO THE BRIGHT 3 APPLE IT'S NOT MY BIRTHDAY I'M JUST GOING TO THE DENTIST. DO YOU WANT MY BUT? NO BUT I WILL TAKE YOUR ROADSIGHN! ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT MY ROADSIGN? YES! SO I THREW MY CANOE AT HIM! MOO SAID CHRIS HE WAS TRYING TO FIND A COW! WE ASKED HIM WOULD YOU LIKE A CONCUSION HE SAID YES PLEASE SO WE KILLED HIM SUDDENLY HIS BODY TURNED INTO A COW! SO WHERE WAS THE REAL CHRIS? WE SUDDENLY REALIZED HE STOLE MY BRAIN! GIVE ME MY SPACESHIP! ... I MEAN BRAIN SO CHRIS GAVE ME MY BRAIN, HE HAD FOUND HIS EAR! WOW! THEN WE FLEW ON SOME FLYING SHEEP TO THE LAND OF BOBBIE WHERE COOBER LIVED.... COOBER HAD GIVEN CHRIS AN F ON HIS BRAIN WHICH WAS BEING EVALUATED IT NEEDED NEW OIL! HE NEEDS TO TAKE BETTER CARE OF HIS BRAIN! THE CAMELCAME AND TOOK ALL OF THE MUNKEE'S CRAP! MR. MOOSE AT HIM! THEN WE FELL ASLEEP AND SECRETLY ATE ALL OF OUR HAPPY CHEEZE AND GAVE SHIT TO CHRIS! HE SAID MMM... THIS IS REALLY TASTY AND WE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER...

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