Dear Abby,
I have a problem. I'm too tired to write my problem out right now; I can't do it justice.
So... what should I do?
Jeff's was funny; I just couldn't round it off well.
Okay, new prompt:
"Psh," he said.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
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"Rose, you're no picnic, all right? You're a spoiled little brat, even, but under that, you're the most amazingly, astounding, wonderful girl, woman that I've ever known... "
(if you think that i just made up this sentance, then something is wrong with you.)
As if.
And people think I'm obsessed with Star Wars... They obviously have not met Kelly...
But that's besides the point. Here's my entry:
"I am Psh," the alien repeated, "Take me to your leader."
"This dude is seriously over-using the 'black and white' button on Picassa."
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