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You'll be filled with elationy ecstasy to know that there is in fact nothing wrong with my kidneys!
I bought a ceramic budgie for three dollars yesterday.It has become the moonshine love child of my life. Never before have i seen such intricate hand carving of imitation lichen! My childhood was peppered with bird aquisitions and decompositions. I had a budgie which i sold to some freaky couple who literally thought Gabrielle (iwas a stern pet name chooser...none of that sickly cute naming vis a vis snuggles or fluffy chops possum pants) had extra sensory perception. They used to place a piece of paper with numbers in the bottom of the bird's cage and choose the ones gabrielle defacated on as the weeks lotto pickings(no joke)!
Yeeep, i have a real affiliation with our feathered friends. Unless of course you count the time when i thought it'd be really funny to;
a) wee on the shrine-like grave of my little sisters budgie
b) dig up said budgie (which was in a quite advanced stage of decomposition), place it on a plastic plate and tell her she couldn't play with me unless she ate it (unfortunately no joke also)
OK so i'm not much of a pet person. So i starved my mice to the point where i finally discovered the carcass of one and the shining red lips of the other. My cannibalistic mouse later developed a large growth on the side of its body. Mum made me take it to a wholistic, new agey vet who proceeded to tell me i'd given it 'soul cancer' and i had to perform an elaborate forgiveness ceremony. it died.
Imagine if someone cut of your nose. That would suck. but you wouldn't have to smell stinky people. Humans have such a capacity to absolutely reek. I'm such a judgemental sniffer too, if someone smells unpleasant i take it as an olfactory key to their evil aura.
You smell like pea sooooup...ho ho ho weren't they the good old days RIGHT RIGHT!!
eeewmigawd i'm seriously considering becoming a bhutanese goat herder or a hermit crab. i think i'd look good in a shell. until i thought another crabs shell looked tasty and then i'd eat him and then i'd get soul cancer and then i'd die. i'm sick of like this mundane earthly existence in which i like reside and that. i think i will be girlwomanlady by day and hermit crab BY NIGHT (insert wriggling of fingers in front of face in a mysterious yet alluring fashion) Ooooooh yeeeeeah noone will suspect my wiley crab ways in the dead of evening. i think soul cancer is a good way to go.
I'm disliking dislikes.............SKA!
I bought a ceramic budgie for three dollars yesterday.It has become the moonshine love child of my life. Never before have i seen such intricate hand carving of imitation lichen! My childhood was peppered with bird aquisitions and decompositions. I had a budgie which i sold to some freaky couple who literally thought Gabrielle (iwas a stern pet name chooser...none of that sickly cute naming vis a vis snuggles or fluffy chops possum pants) had extra sensory perception. They used to place a piece of paper with numbers in the bottom of the bird's cage and choose the ones gabrielle defacated on as the weeks lotto pickings(no joke)!
Yeeep, i have a real affiliation with our feathered friends. Unless of course you count the time when i thought it'd be really funny to;
a) wee on the shrine-like grave of my little sisters budgie
b) dig up said budgie (which was in a quite advanced stage of decomposition), place it on a plastic plate and tell her she couldn't play with me unless she ate it (unfortunately no joke also)
OK so i'm not much of a pet person. So i starved my mice to the point where i finally discovered the carcass of one and the shining red lips of the other. My cannibalistic mouse later developed a large growth on the side of its body. Mum made me take it to a wholistic, new agey vet who proceeded to tell me i'd given it 'soul cancer' and i had to perform an elaborate forgiveness ceremony. it died.
Imagine if someone cut of your nose. That would suck. but you wouldn't have to smell stinky people. Humans have such a capacity to absolutely reek. I'm such a judgemental sniffer too, if someone smells unpleasant i take it as an olfactory key to their evil aura.
You smell like pea sooooup...ho ho ho weren't they the good old days RIGHT RIGHT!!
eeewmigawd i'm seriously considering becoming a bhutanese goat herder or a hermit crab. i think i'd look good in a shell. until i thought another crabs shell looked tasty and then i'd eat him and then i'd get soul cancer and then i'd die. i'm sick of like this mundane earthly existence in which i like reside and that. i think i will be girlwomanlady by day and hermit crab BY NIGHT (insert wriggling of fingers in front of face in a mysterious yet alluring fashion) Ooooooh yeeeeeah noone will suspect my wiley crab ways in the dead of evening. i think soul cancer is a good way to go.
I'm disliking dislikes.............SKA!