Why can't those irresponsible, stuck-up, egotistical, low life fatty hobos in need of a tan play basketball clean?
Man its hard to use descriptive words from the English language that don't come under the subtitle "swearing". I like my colourful description better anyways.
And Miss Little American Spellcheck, don't give me that ugly red line under the word colourful, because, in fact, that is the way its spelt. Go back to where you came from. That's right.

Back to normal-normal me.
I got sent off in Basketball today for fouling the other team to many times.
We'll, technically it wasn't my fault at all. And, temporarily ignoring my blog law, the bitch on the other team who looks like a troll kept slapping and clawing and shouldering my team.
Just back off, you pansy.

So, I read all 1000 awesome things on that website Manda linked on her blog and we have some things in common. For example, I agree with the site that performing open egg surgery is totally awesome.

And of course 935 which I self discovered on the train with Huong and Caroline, eating cookies like a cookie monster ;D Oh yea. Betty Crocker's Fudge Chocolate Chip Cookies. I'd do anything for them :)

I should walk my dogs more. Definitely. I'm trying to teach Rocky down, so after that I can teach him rollover. And then, play dead.
How cool would that be.

Cody has the attention span of an ant.

I'm really  sorry. I haven't posted in forever, because really, I'm getting off this computer and trying to live. Really.
I should've posteeed !

Anyhow. I ought to tell all those dog owners out their that I hope you know your dog.
For instance, if you know where your dogs tickly spot is, you know your dog.
Shame on anyone else.

Of course, if you don't have a dog, that would be understandable.

And a final resolvent to my old science sir, no offence, but again temporarily violated blog rules, but F-off and stay there. Yes, your an old creepy man who should just lay down in a hole already.\

And I have yet another riddle, to those at school I've been annoying. Jessie, you STILL haven't figured out beetle cage one.

Which is the better friend?
If you had an evil clone that talked like you, laughed like you and sounded exactly the same, and had kidnapped you (okay I know this is really far fetched) and started to live your life but doing evil things in secret, which is the better friend; the one that would hesitate to kill you, or the one that would kill you outright?

Mwahahaha. Tell me your detailed answers please :D

Later darlings, till the end of my peaceful hols xD

bai-baih
cait-xoxox-

P.S From Paris with Love is a depressing movie.
PP.S My phone is still dead D: