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I'M ROYALLY PISSED OFF.
Want to know why? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? HUH HUH HUH!?!??! Alright, well anyways I'm so fucking mad because of last night. There I was, comfortable, surreal, trying to unravel after screaming children and tons of homework. its like, 11 o clock. Right? You can picture it. I'm comfortable. And all of a sudden...I scream. I scream loud. That motherfucking KEVIN and BROOKE of all fucking people had to beat LANCE AND LACEY. AND NOT EVEN MENTIONING WARREN AND KIM TOTALLY SHOULD'VE KICKED ASS. I was so mad. Because I knew that like, Brook was going to win. But I had SOME hope that my boy Lance or Warren would pull through for me. But you know what? I was wrong. Fuck Brooke. I wanted either Queen Frostalocks or Footy to win.
So I'm pissed off, especially at Carrie-Ann. She was like "OMG I LOVE YOU GUISEEEEE" and then Bruno, who I think is one of the funniest kids ever, lost major points with me. I remember the time where Bruno was shaking his hips, trying to teach us and everyone else out there how to properly shake the shit.
THEN CLORIS. Oh god CLORIS. My hero. I love her to d e a t h! She's all like "LAWL I'M OLDER DEN ALL U ND I HAS BIG BOOBIES" Which I don't remember her having...Ah well.
Then you have fucking Jeffrey. That fucking prick was poking fun at everyone. I was like O_______________________O. It was quite disturbing. You have no idea. He was crazy. But of course he didn't make fun of Kym (not KIM, I like her, but KYM the whore. You know the one who sucks) and god bless Rocco. I missed him, even if sucks. But he did improve. Cheryl was doing well too. I think its because there was no pressure what so ever. Except when Len looked high. What a weirdo eh? Fucking Brits. xD
So there you go. Kevin who totally needs to be manscaped and Brooke who needs to go take care of her children, won. They won in the end. Like what...the....fuck?
SOMEBODY PLEASE OH PLEASE HELP ME OUT HERE
I'M DEPRESSED.
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Green Tea is a magical potion. Sometimes I drink it when I'm feeling mystical and magical and then all the wild unicorns go trotting. Annnnnnnnnnd they go a-this way and they go a-that-away. It's really quite a spectacle. Now..........don't get me wrong. I'm not advocating the exultation of green tea over allllll other teas. But, I must say that I fancy the green-ness at a much higher and deeper level of tea drinking delight and deliciousness.
I also like spaghetti, magnets, walnuts, crazy birds that sing crazy songs in my window, lawnmowers, wildebeasts, wild turkeys gaving over the crest of a beautiful sunset, monks who play neo-classical shred metal, Barbara Walters on crack, jello molds in the shape of famous presidents heads, fruit by the foot, clean non-stick frying pans and the people who construct them, chia-pets, owls that are real, owls that are not real but look strikingly real, owls that hoot sometimes, owls that hoot allllll the time, owls that live in trees, owls that hate disease, owls that don't have fleas, owls that always say please, owls that love louise (whoever that is), owls that cultivate cheese, owls that don't smoke and therefore don't wheez, owls that are not covered in dirt, owls that never flirt, owls that sing songs about farmers named bert, owls that never get hurt, owls that oink like pigs, owls that are skinny like twigs, owls that drive tractor-trailor rigs, owls that admire old presidents and are inspired to where colonial wigs, owls that think they are figs, owls that ride in cars, owls that dance topless on bars, owls that are actually from mars......like me, owls that can see, owls that never have to pee, owls that are not expensive but free, owls that are particularly nice, owls that look like rice, owls that play with dice, owls with lice, owls that always pay the right price.......on food, owls that arn't rude, owls that say dude.....and dudette, owls that like to sweat.....on their spaghetti, owls that are excited about confetti, owls that look like tom petty, owls that wear hats, owls that swing bats, owls that are on the atkins diet so they never get fat, owls that ride around on rats.....like horses, owls that join forces, owls that hang out on golf courses next to elderly mobs, owls that work two jobs, owls that are scared of evil blobs, owls that never sob, owls that are connected to a two headed duckhunter named Bob, owls that are morally grounded and therefore never rob......any people, owls that live in a steeple.
So pretty much alot owls.
love, santa
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