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Where have I been? Well, I'm intending to tell you! Because the poll is shut down and I'm lazy, I'll try to make this as lively as possible and you have to COMMENT and tell me which parts are true. Here we go!

I was kidnapped last Monday and shoved into a bright blue van filled with alien teenage girls and one great big panda-horse, a rarity on the roads these days. They shoved me in the corner and forced me to listen to the monotonous thing we all know as News Radio. My ears began to gush out gelatin and several people were slapping me with noodles. Suddenly, we pulled over to a foul-smelling establishment which only forced you to eat breakfast food that smelled like ruwbber. We immediately left due to the large cowboys holding up the restaurant and fled to Hell, or, as many know it, a place where girls are forced to wear itchy outfits and stabbing foot mechanisms. There I was tortured day in day out and I was forced to sleep on the plush carpeting of a hotel stuffed full of charismatic woodland creatures. I fled the premises with my Mother, and then she shipped me off to be screamed at by insensitive wildebeests all while being judged by orange clad men.

The End.

Mini-rant, which, as we all know, is the cousin to mini-van minus the screaming children and peeved soccer mom but with all the stress and violence: Don't you hate people telling you what to do? What's worse is when people your AGE tell you what to do. I mean, no one acted like that when I was six years old.

FAKE SITUATION:
Tommy: Gimme your play-doh! You know that's not good to eat!
Me: What are you talking about?! This stuff is from the gods!
REAL SITUATION:
Tommy: Can I help you eat that play-doh?
Me: Go ahead!! This stuff is from the gods!!!

When I act immature, I expect you to be mature and act immature with me also so we balance the immaturity to a level of maturity the mature ones cannot understand. Understand? Of course not. But if you're gonna yell at me, at least age twelve more years. Then I may actually care.

Kids need to stop spending so much time trying to grow up. Just be kids, elsewise you would have ended up like Benjamin Button and be born a crinkly old man.



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