jgfredward1755
Satisfy.....try not to be satisfied
Temper, hard to control and easy to lose.
Bunny ,a desirable young lady, a "dust" bunny, or the lttle furball the girl next door carried around. ill never forget that bunny Mr. Hops is what she called him. With a neighbor such as myself im sure glad i wasn't Mr. Hops. As I reflect back mine and Mr. Hops relationship; I cant help realling that I taught him so many things, and for that i feel i owe him an apology so here it goes.
Dear Mr. Hops,
Im sorry that I taught you what a firecracker was
Im sorry that I introduced you to my cat fluffy
Im sorry for showing that good luck charm i had on my key chain ( I wasn't aware that it had belonged to your brother)
Im sorry about teaching you how to conserve your food when Ash went on vacation
Last but not least Im sorry I left your door open
Your Friend,
The 10 year old next door
Today I spiked my hair. I felt this would represent the spikes i would throw down at the v-ball game. However, my game was a litle off because last night some1 had spiked the punch at the party. this spiked punch led me to spike a football right in some tricks face. I felt this to be an issue since i am not a violent person so this inturn spiked my reputation. I felt to releave this anger i should put on a movie. I felt a spike jonze movie was in order. However his contraversal nature didn't fulfil my satisfation, so i had to put on a spike jonze film. This did it for me i was able to realax. I decided to reflect upon my experience. This led to writing about it. I felt that it needed some type of illustration as well so, I started to use microsoft word. I was then dismantled because the spike feature (an extended clipboard feature). This frusturated and angered me. These counterproductive actions led me to intoxicate myself with yet again another spiked drink (this time purposfully spiked). In my state of intoxication I yet again spiked another female. this time it wasn't with a football. No, I spiked her with the only tool i had. I did this right after playing an inhebreated game of baseball. So ironically i was wearing a pair of baseball spikes. I don't know if my female counterpart consented to her spiking because of the spikes i was wearing or the fact that my hair was spiked. Eitherway my experince of spiked left me emotionally distraught. To help me cope with this i opened up a bar where others who had felt rath of being spiked (in any sense of the word) could come and openly share there feelings. In contrast to the nature of this bar i found that people were spiking others drinks . This became a common practice at the bar so i guess one could say that it was a spiker bar.
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