Ok you D.R.S.E's! Listen up, I have somthing to tell your hairy ears.
Today was great. First of all, I don't know how to cook. Second of all I can't cook. And Third...ok nvm I have nothing to say good bye. I think that I write so vary good that's why this blog is named after my grandparents who came from S.P. You wonder why I'm so anti you?!? Ya I do happen to be talking to you and I don't want to hear that Mother Plucker writes better than me cause she can't babble off about nothing whitch btw is my talent. So please repect the poor--considering I am and will be poor for the rest of my life. look ok. I think your great and all, but your pretty boring and I don't like writing love letters to you cause it makes me think of you and when that happens I feel like Cinderella falling in love with Chad which is. Me. Ok. Hi. Go. Away!!! Thanks for making me feel loved and like I'm important but we just can't be together. This is for Arizona Ice tea. GET OFF MY BLOG PLEASE THIS IS JUST FOR MY FRIENDS AND YOU DEFINATELY ARNT ONE OF THEM. TOMORROW IS NEW YEARS EVE AND I'M FINALLY GONNA SEE A BROWN PEICE OF GRUMP AND PLUP. A REALLY FAT MAN NAMED SMEAGOL. OK PLEASE I REALLY LIKE THE BIBLE AND I KNOW JESUS LOVES YOU EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT SUCHA SAMPLE AND BIBLE QUOTER BUT IF I CAN MOVE MOUNTAINS WITH FAITH THE SIZE OF A MUSTARD SEED I CAN DEFIN. EAT FOOD WITH MY HANDS. ANYHTING IS POSIBLE GOD BLESS YOU AND KEEP YOU SWEET ICE TEA. "TOM I'M GONNA NEED A RIDE HOME TONIGHT."
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