Monday, May 9, 2005

Googly Eyes
It's beem a long time. This is MoonStar1112 typing for my unable to type friend straightjacket91. She is studying for the math assessment that I'm going to fail becasue I'm supposed to be studying. *hand spasm* But studying is for squares and I am a star. straightjacket is talking to me on the phone and she says that I'm a retard...WAIT WHAT?!?!? She says sorry that she can't be typing at the moment but she can take this ridicouly long time out of her studying to talk and dictate me! She says that she wants to shove the assessment up the governments hind quarters.*Eye Twitch* But in my word they would be "PUT THAT IN YOUR PIPE AND SMOKE IT!" Strightjackets quoted words. "I hope they die for shoving this test on poor little children." Please don't kill me for these words I am but a humble messenger here to ramble about everything and nothing all at once. Strightjacket says that I am not a humble messanger because I'm planning to take over the world exceot for Japan and India that will become straightjacket's. She says that she has to go and that I can rant all I want now or until I have used up the whole space. But unfortunately I save the good rants for those who care. So if you care visit my page. Remenber my name is MoonStar1112. *MoonStar and Straightjacket wave* It puzzles me how she can wave under that pile of books that I did not push over intentionally...on Tuesdays. Straightjacket: MY glasses I can't see without my glasses. MoonStar: *holding Glasses behind back* Well you keep looking there straightjacket. I don't see them anywhere around the floor. *underbreath* that's because they are behind my back. MUWAHAHAHA! Straightjacket: I heard that! *takles MoonStar* Moonstar: NO YOU DIDN'T YOU ARE JUST DELIRIOUS FROM ALL THE STUDING THAT'S FOR SQUARES! Straightjacket: *grabs glasses back* *sits on MoonStar* MoonStar: GET YOUR FAT BUTT OFF ME!!! i'M ALREADY SITTIN'HERE!! Straightjacket: I'm not sitting on you. I'm sitting on your back! MoonStar: HEY! Is my back not a part of me or something? Straightjacket: No...No it is not. MoonStar: You have to stop hanging out with me. You're catching my sarcasm. Straightjacket: MAKE ME!! MoonStar: MAYBE I WILL YOU FAT LARD!! Straightjacket: *starts slapping fight with MoonStar* *notices Yu YU Gang saring at them* MoonStar: STOP STARING I'M NOT THAT PRETTY! Striaghtjacket: You're right you're not that pretty. I am. They are staring at me. MoonStar: Okay sure whatever you say. Maybe you're wrong. Straightjacket: Well then we'll ask them. Since I'm never wrong and all. MoonStar: But we can't ask them. They are figures of somebody's fictional creationa nd imagination. Plus they probably really aren't here. I was clocked in the head pretty hard before and before that the crazed ice cream man decided to run over an innocent insane girl on pills. Oh and you are still delerious from all the square like studying. Strightjacket: No I'm not you are! *hits MoonStar over the head with a textbook* Moonstar: Wooooo...Look at the colors *faints* Straightjacket: You think I hit her too hard? Well...that means she can't type anymore. Ohwell...*walks away*
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