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color me blind
There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind. - So Long And Thanks for All the Fish by Douglas Adams |
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A female member of the homo sapiens species
(warm-blooded, omnivorous, currently alive) Diet includes walrus diarrhea, preserved portions of man-made worms cooked in boiling water and the outermost layer of flesh of eggs that have been incubated, raised, beheaded, plucked and fried in oil. Extremely unpredictable, high-five on sight. tagboard
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I realized that alot of pretty senseless things happen to me every day. I was showering when somebody started banging on the door. Me: Er, yes? What? Aunt: Oh, so you're alive. We thought you fell into the toilet bowl. Me: Huh...? " Why? Aunt: You're so quiet. And the light is off. Me: So? Aunt: You usually turn it on what. Me: Fine, I turn on next time la. Can't even conserve energy. One night, my aunt and brother came crashing into the room and started fighting over the space on the bed furthest from the gap between the bed and the wall. Both: AHHHHHHHHHHH Me: What. Brother: I'm sleeping hereee Me: Huh. You want sleep outside then sleep here even better la. *pushes to the floor* Brother: NUUUUH. Sleep near the wall will get bitten by the tiger! Me: Is that so. Brother: And your butt will rot off! Me: Uh... Brother: Sleep outside will get money one! Me: Is this some superstition that runs in our family... I'm glad I sleep alone. Brother: The tiger will bite you and your butt will rot off! ..Thanks. Now they're discussing the theory of tigers/butts/money and whether my bed can earn money because the sideboard is technically not a wall... I think I understand how Okazaki Tomoya feels. |