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Well, i'm a 17 year old music student who likes to do stuff with paint and pictures. Erm i'm not an emo and i think i'm the only teenager in England who doesnt cut themselves. Beat that evreybody!! Also i like cheese. Lots!! You are what you eat and i am freaking cheese!
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Dam you barnyard animals
I think this class's as a mugging.
When i was a mere chit of a girl (i.e. three) with cheek of tan and blonde curls crammed uner my fave basball cap, my mummy and aunt took me to Gullivers World. Oh how i happyily slurped my ice cream while looking at the barnyard animals. Little did i know a stinky wee goat had made designs on my cap! Suddenly a set of teeth clamped down on my cap and pulled it clean away. No, i thought. No no and thrice more no! I dropped my ice cream and performed a perfect John-Prescot-when-faced-with-a-egg-throwing-protester, thump on the snout.I gritted my teeth and stared in steely determination before subgecting the filthy animal to a flurry of little fists and feet.
I hear the goat is in a hospitol now, all padded cells and the like. I killed it's spirt.
The moral of this tale: It doesnt matter if it's Animal, veg or Mineral, it's doesnt have to be a chav to try and rob you.
(Thu 15th Jun 2006, 17:22, More)
Dam you barnyard animals
I think this class's as a mugging.
When i was a mere chit of a girl (i.e. three) with cheek of tan and blonde curls crammed uner my fave basball cap, my mummy and aunt took me to Gullivers World. Oh how i happyily slurped my ice cream while looking at the barnyard animals. Little did i know a stinky wee goat had made designs on my cap! Suddenly a set of teeth clamped down on my cap and pulled it clean away. No, i thought. No no and thrice more no! I dropped my ice cream and performed a perfect John-Prescot-when-faced-with-a-egg-throwing-protester, thump on the snout.I gritted my teeth and stared in steely determination before subgecting the filthy animal to a flurry of little fists and feet.
I hear the goat is in a hospitol now, all padded cells and the like. I killed it's spirt.
The moral of this tale: It doesnt matter if it's Animal, veg or Mineral, it's doesnt have to be a chav to try and rob you.
(Thu 15th Jun 2006, 17:22, More)