Thursday, March 12, 2009
More Ghosts
Sometimes I wonder if my house is haunted and I get creeped out. I don't get creeped out because of the ghosts, I get creeped out because the ghosts are probably watching me poop ....as I type this post.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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Monday, February 16, 2009
Dreams
I had a dream last night that King Kong was causing a ruckus in my town, but instead of a gorilla, King Kong was a pineapple, also there was a car made out of donuts. That's all I remember.
Fear
When I was a little kid, I wasn’t scared of the boogie man or monsters under my bed. I was afraid of one thing and one thing only. Corn. Indian corn to be exact. I called it “Corn-Dead”
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