MY SHOE IS BLEEDING EERR. ... This morning I brought a can of Mountain Dew to the bus stop and knocked it over on my shoe. It kinda. Like. Spread over the ground... Like most liquids do... But it looked like someone had stabbed my shoe. So I was screaming 'MYSHOEISBLEEDINGAH!' And Homie walks up.
Homie- 'Wouldn't it be /red/?'
Me- 'No. Shoes don't have red blood duh.'
Homie- 'Oh. Well, I thought they did because msot mammles have red--'
Me- 'DOES MY SHOE LOOK LIKE A MAMMLE?!'
Kari- 'We never know. I'v never taken the time to EXAMINE your shoes..'
Me- 'Well, does it have TEETH?'
Kari- 'Maybe!'
Me- 'DOES IT HAVE /FUR/?'
Homie- 'You could have shaved it.'
Me- 'Well does it give LIVE BIRTH? NO! It lays /EGGS/! Like a birdy. My shoe is a birdy.'
Kari- 'Or a /fish/..'
We ended up decalring my shoe a spider. Don't ask why, I just like the concept of spider thingys attaking during a sphyco freak out. Read 'That Was Then, This Is Now' by S.E. Hinton and you'll get what I mean. Spazzyhippykidstrippingoutonacidyay. <3
While we where riding down the street there was this old lady in a convertable. This ugly covnertable. It looked like she had just cut the top off of 1990 Toyota. >< Anyway. I was stareing at it. And this doggy pops out and starts BRAKING at me. And he's like a jack in the box! Up, down, up, down, up, BARKBARK, down. Some kind of.. Little. Chihuahua terrier thing. HYBRID. Whoo. It was a kamakze. BARKBARK.
And Paul stole my i-pod this morning. Wierdo. x3 He knew the words to almost all of the Korn songs I had in there. Wtf. KORN FETISH. ... AND HEY LOOK A KORN SONG JUST CAME ON WHEE. ...
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*kiss*
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