...Birds and SNAKES AND AEROPLANES!!!!...
It's not the end of the world it's a conspiracy, in "It's the End of the World" (if that's what it's called, that would be the obvious title) by R.E.M. he says "...birds and SNAKES AND AEROPLANES" clearly the upper management of the film heard this line and imagined the snake related genius to be...at the end of the movie it betta say "inspired by R.E.M.". Sadly I was listening to the song and when I heard that line couldn't stop myself from updating...by the way-friends-of-mine-who-read-my-earlier-update-about-being-sick I'm now taking tons of crazy medicine, it's weird because my Doc-Del (like Doc-Mo but not as cool and with a last name that doesn't start with Mo...) prescribed me Flovent and Flonase...both are listed on themselves as being Fluticasone Propionate except ones a nasal spray and ones an inhalation aerosol. He said their both crazy steroids and I need to take them for a month (and wow is Flonase... (even though it's the ghetto version (because I'm so ghetto (since I live in the ghetto-est place in the world)) so it's not really Flonase, it's like a nock off version (with more scary side-effects (jk (caba shlabs slaba sloove is still really cool (no it's not (yes it is (*complete Olde English shout out!!! (yay Caleb we love you (and it wicked fun to use all these highly unnecessary parenthesis))))))))) ...is really annoying to take it's so uncomfortable). I think I closed'em all oar ai reelie hoep soe, wouw thihs seme-fonetec Inglish'z tuf two undrstand. Please forgive me, I think that my medicine is messing with my emotional stability, it said it could. And I think I would be supported in that claim seeing that last night Mary yelled at me and I started crying...and then later Janelle gave me a hair cut...she wins again...but it's...well, I don't like it...she did her best but we agreed on a style and then she told me half way into the hair cut that she was gonna give me a slightly different style than we planned on...so I cried again when I saw my reflection in the mirror...and since I actually don't cry often I'm gonna suspect it's because of the medicine. But my Mom wants me to her about this stuff since she's scared of me taking the medicine. Now that this is long enough I'm gonna end it. Sry if this "eats up your friends page" but I could find the cut thing...