It’s the good times. The One Line Edition with comments on the side.©
What a day.
Hanford, my English teacher, was put in the national terrorist list. (It was pretty funny.)
PeeWee got gum in his hair when he lay down beside me. (His arm was my pillow.)
He started pulling his hair out.
I told him to stop.
We ended up piling the sad hairs on top of the wad of gum and it reminded me of pubes! (Pubes, you know who you are. You and your white rabbit sa bus ng Zobel.)
I tripped about a million times, again. (Ethan’s acting sucks.)
Kaitlyn had the hiccups and cough at the same time.
Then, she discovered her talent in sounding like a pig, which resulted to a comparison with Miss Piggy of the muppets. ( As well as her relationship
with Kermit the frogs. I’ve tried frogs… I don’t know about the “It tastes like chicken.” It tastes more like fish. You losers with sucky tastebuds. A.k.a. Big Butt Sister of the B.B.S.)
Alfredo decided to spread lice.
Carmina had a wet crack.
My father decided to “accidentally” choke me in my hyper state. (I was jumping around with my hand on his head. (The bald spot… which is practically all over.)
He was laughing and then he enveloped me in a crushing hug while I was still jumping. (I lost a lot of oxygen, thank you.)
We discovered that Ethan is really a girl. (He’s straight… but he always says the wrong things.)
Edison will have a restriction order. (But it will not come into effect any time soon. He is the bane of my ticklish sides. Hah. That’s like suing a fast food chain for getting obese; only I’m not addicted of his tickling me. It’s annoying.)
I have a picture of my grandfather who is 78. (I do not doubt my grandmother’s reasons for eloping with him any more. Though I doubt why he eloped with her. How sad.)
Old Couples, in my life, bicker.
Especially, after having 10 kids… But the thought of being married for 58 years, luck or compatibility?
How appealing is that thought?
Anything weird?
Life is amusing, for now.
Hanford, my English teacher, was put in the national terrorist list. (It was pretty funny.)
PeeWee got gum in his hair when he lay down beside me. (His arm was my pillow.)
He started pulling his hair out.
I told him to stop.
We ended up piling the sad hairs on top of the wad of gum and it reminded me of pubes! (Pubes, you know who you are. You and your white rabbit sa bus ng Zobel.)
I tripped about a million times, again. (Ethan’s acting sucks.)
Kaitlyn had the hiccups and cough at the same time.
Then, she discovered her talent in sounding like a pig, which resulted to a comparison with Miss Piggy of the muppets. ( As well as her relationship
with Kermit the frogs. I’ve tried frogs… I don’t know about the “It tastes like chicken.” It tastes more like fish. You losers with sucky tastebuds. A.k.a. Big Butt Sister of the B.B.S.)
Alfredo decided to spread lice.
Carmina had a wet crack.
My father decided to “accidentally” choke me in my hyper state. (I was jumping around with my hand on his head. (The bald spot… which is practically all over.)
He was laughing and then he enveloped me in a crushing hug while I was still jumping. (I lost a lot of oxygen, thank you.)
We discovered that Ethan is really a girl. (He’s straight… but he always says the wrong things.)
Edison will have a restriction order. (But it will not come into effect any time soon. He is the bane of my ticklish sides. Hah. That’s like suing a fast food chain for getting obese; only I’m not addicted of his tickling me. It’s annoying.)
I have a picture of my grandfather who is 78. (I do not doubt my grandmother’s reasons for eloping with him any more. Though I doubt why he eloped with her. How sad.)
Old Couples, in my life, bicker.
Especially, after having 10 kids… But the thought of being married for 58 years, luck or compatibility?
How appealing is that thought?
Anything weird?
Life is amusing, for now.