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So, Emily posted what her plans are after school. Here are mine:
Plan A: Look for a job around here.
Plan B: Look for a job somewhere else.
Plan C: Hitchhike through the Austrailian Outback after being commissioned by a large newspaper to do so. After meeting "Gus," the most famous of all Austrailian transients, I will then shack up with the Onamula people of Asswipe (pronounced Oz-wee-pay). I will grow tired of their tribal habits like spitting and furious masturbation on the hour and will then travel North to the coast line where I will pay a large Samoan to surgically make gills on my body. I will sell my own story to Weekly World News and will then live in the Sudetenland with Bat Boy and the 4,500 lbs. woman. Not having used my gills since they were made nearly 12 years previous, I will decid to purchase a pool in a place I once knew as Iowa. The US will have disolved by this time and the new Los Estados Unidos Quatro will have been made. Yes, Quatro means four, so there are 4 parts to the Los Estados Unidos: Mucho grande, Los Lonely Boys Territory, Muy Es En Fuego, and Alaska. Vicente Fox (President of Los Estados Unidos) will invite me to dinner and he will introduce me to his daughter Vicentina who also has gills. Since the territory is only big enough for one gilled human, I decide to hop a stealth jet (standard) to Moscow. Here I will reside in a basement apartment near Red Square. Communism will be in place once again and their sports teams and ballet will once again regain their original prestige. It is at a performance of The Nutcracker where I will suffer my baker's dozen heart attack and this one will send me to the afterlife. But, not before dancing with the Sugar Plum Fairies.
Plan A: Look for a job around here.
Plan B: Look for a job somewhere else.
Plan C: Hitchhike through the Austrailian Outback after being commissioned by a large newspaper to do so. After meeting "Gus," the most famous of all Austrailian transients, I will then shack up with the Onamula people of Asswipe (pronounced Oz-wee-pay). I will grow tired of their tribal habits like spitting and furious masturbation on the hour and will then travel North to the coast line where I will pay a large Samoan to surgically make gills on my body. I will sell my own story to Weekly World News and will then live in the Sudetenland with Bat Boy and the 4,500 lbs. woman. Not having used my gills since they were made nearly 12 years previous, I will decid to purchase a pool in a place I once knew as Iowa. The US will have disolved by this time and the new Los Estados Unidos Quatro will have been made. Yes, Quatro means four, so there are 4 parts to the Los Estados Unidos: Mucho grande, Los Lonely Boys Territory, Muy Es En Fuego, and Alaska. Vicente Fox (President of Los Estados Unidos) will invite me to dinner and he will introduce me to his daughter Vicentina who also has gills. Since the territory is only big enough for one gilled human, I decide to hop a stealth jet (standard) to Moscow. Here I will reside in a basement apartment near Red Square. Communism will be in place once again and their sports teams and ballet will once again regain their original prestige. It is at a performance of The Nutcracker where I will suffer my baker's dozen heart attack and this one will send me to the afterlife. But, not before dancing with the Sugar Plum Fairies.