jjammer
Reminds me of Shakespeare. A plague on both your houses. Makes me laugh. Then it reminds me of the number ten and Egypt and the stupid pharaoh who couldn't allow the I-slaves (cause I can't spell) to go worship in the wilderness. Nope. He denied them the ability to worship. He denied them a few times. Then finally God was like...
What? I don't know. I was thinking I've always wanted to be a husband. Then I thought about how there's this show called Husbands. It was pretty funny, even if it had awkward moments. Kissing is always awkward when you're not a part of it. Not that I wanted to be a part of their kissing, it was just awkward. I think being a husband would be an awesome job, one day.
Ha, advice. You know there are a lot of people who want to dish out advice. My advice to them is to get off their high horse and mingle with us common folk and give advice from the mud. Let me tell you, you are dirty when you give advice, but at least no one will say get off that high horse.
Spring? Eh, I don't like spring. I like fall. I live in Houston. Spring is the beginning of summer hell. So I'll stick with fall. Though, here, fall doesn't look as beautiful as it does elsewhere. That's okay. Then again I could have a lot of fun if I had shoes with springs. I'd bounce around with flare.
Braid? I don't have enough hair to braid. I don't even know if I like braids on girls. It's weird and childlike. It can be creepy if your girlfriend has braids. Is it wrong to find that attractive when mainly little girls have braids? It's weird, braids. I don't much like them. I wouldn't burn them, but I don't like them.
I miss playgrounds. I don't understand why they cut recess. I think that kids need recess. Grownups need recess. I need recess. Let's elect a President that allows adult recess. Work needs recess. Playgrounds for all!!! Elect me and I'll let you slide down a metal slide. I'll bring back metal to playgrounds around America. YES! This idea is rock solid awesome.