I've been trying to get the lid off a god damn tin of paint for the last half an hour with absolutely no luck whatsoever, so I decided to come and review last night's Lost instead.
Roger the frog will be dearly missed by all the other frogs, by the island, by Hurley who will not eat him out of respect ... even Sawyer must shed a tear for the wonderful life he snuffed out so callously. May Roger the Frog rest in peace.
*By the way, Roger is a running joke with me and Em and the rest of our class. English class in Year 8, Miss Holloway got us to split into seven groups and write half a page of a story between us, then pass onto the next group to continue. And Joe and Josh and their friends kept writing in a dog called Roger, and mine and Em's group kept killing off the dog.
By the fourth story Miss read out she just managed, "I found a dog outside. I decided to call him Roger." before collapsing in hysterics. Since then, Roger the Dog has become an unofficial mascot of our Year Group. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in an English lesson.
LMAO! That is too funny! Like a game of consequences, yeah? There's an English teacher called Miss Hollaway at my school. Your one didn't move, did she? Hehe.
Yes, but she'd married and become Mrs Skelding by then. And that whole group storywriting lesson was two and a half years ago and the name Roger still makes me laugh my head off. Those were the days. :)
I'm probably the sanest person who attends my school. We're a wierd and wonderful place at MHS.
Sayid keeps breaking my heart everytime he gets over two minutes screentime. Poor baby. I want to hug him.
Em and I named the tree-frog Roger. RIP, Roger. :( Poor frog. Bad Sawyer.
Damn, this is a good show.
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Roger... I like it! Alas for Roger is no more :'-(
It so is xD
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It's all so sad! Eko should do a funeral service for him. *sniffle*
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*By the way, Roger is a running joke with me and Em and the rest of our class. English class in Year 8, Miss Holloway got us to split into seven groups and write half a page of a story between us, then pass onto the next group to continue. And Joe and Josh and their friends kept writing in a dog called Roger, and mine and Em's group kept killing off the dog.
By the fourth story Miss read out she just managed, "I found a dog outside. I decided to call him Roger." before collapsing in hysterics. Since then, Roger the Dog has become an unofficial mascot of our Year Group. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in an English lesson.
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I'm probably the sanest person who attends my school. We're a wierd and wonderful place at MHS.
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