Sunday morning Erin came into our room. (of course Buddha woke us up around 7.30am) She laid in bed and with great repose and uttered these words " Who's going to die first in our family". I'm like (after grabbing my crotch). What the hell!? So Erin is now Death in the form of a little girl with no teeth.
Next week is ski week so the school will be empty and desolate. Peace will reign and I will rule. Simon has gained 2 lbs in one month.
Two months today I'll be 33. It makes me think about Jesus. Which means if i was him, I'd have little time left. That would suck. Worse than Kyle's Sexual gender confusion! We just found out mom sold her house. Bye Bye Hemet you were home to us for a long time. For good and bad we will miss you! Thank you. After reading this u need to give yourself a minute of silence. If not Death will come to you. It will not be tall and black with a sickle. It will be small and stinky. Dressed like a pink princess. Viciousness and laziness will be her weapons. And you will fall under her spell as she sings. Your life will no longer exist! Have a good day
Word of the Day
Verb
inoculate- to imbue (a person), as with ideas
Kyle was soon inoculated by his secret homosexual friends. First with the simple buddy slap on the butt expressing platonic love than the first slumber party. After that things were never the same again.
