Bouncing Boys
So has anyone else seen the Bouncing Boys lately? I mean, I had never heard of them but apparently they are famous.
Well for some strange reason they came knocking on my door. They claimed it was because they knew my mother and therefore wanted to meet me, but HELLO, I AM AN ORPHAN. I guess they could have known my mother when she was young and before she died, but I think that's very unlikely, considering that she was so heavily involved in that cult. I mean, come on, she wasn't even allowed to leave the headquarters.
Sometimes that makes me really sad. My dear mother. I don't even remember her because she died when I was only a few months old.
ANYWAY, the Bouncing Boys pounded upon my door, demanding that I let them inside. I refused with the excuse that I was heartsick (half true). They told me they'd huff and they'd puff and they'd bust down the door if I didn't let them in.
So I got a little bit clever. I told them I'd let them in the side door because the front door's bolt was stuck. When they were on the side of the house, I climbed out my window and ran to Tioledrahanique's house, which is approximately seven blocks west of mine.
When I returned to my home sweet home I found that my most treasured photo album was missing, missing like a missing eye. I cannot tell you how sore I am.
But I will get my revenge. Bouncing Boys, if you are reading this, know that I have it in for you.
That is all my feeble mind can express at the moment.
Well for some strange reason they came knocking on my door. They claimed it was because they knew my mother and therefore wanted to meet me, but HELLO, I AM AN ORPHAN. I guess they could have known my mother when she was young and before she died, but I think that's very unlikely, considering that she was so heavily involved in that cult. I mean, come on, she wasn't even allowed to leave the headquarters.
Sometimes that makes me really sad. My dear mother. I don't even remember her because she died when I was only a few months old.
ANYWAY, the Bouncing Boys pounded upon my door, demanding that I let them inside. I refused with the excuse that I was heartsick (half true). They told me they'd huff and they'd puff and they'd bust down the door if I didn't let them in.
So I got a little bit clever. I told them I'd let them in the side door because the front door's bolt was stuck. When they were on the side of the house, I climbed out my window and ran to Tioledrahanique's house, which is approximately seven blocks west of mine.
When I returned to my home sweet home I found that my most treasured photo album was missing, missing like a missing eye. I cannot tell you how sore I am.
But I will get my revenge. Bouncing Boys, if you are reading this, know that I have it in for you.
That is all my feeble mind can express at the moment.