One last entry...
Hey everybody. This is Christine and Ed. Well right now it's Christine. Ed is playing some mad hott guitar. I can't even play a chord. And it's my guitar. Why do i suck so bad?
Anyways, since Ed is leaving tomorrow, this will be our last storytime together. So please read. And enjoy.
So, there once was this caterpiller. And this caterpiller went to Long Lake Camp for the Arts and met another caterpillar. These two caterpillars had a super awesome time at camp and ended up staying in contact even though they lived on totally different trees. And then, it came time for the caterpillars winter break. So the other caterpillar [who's name was Ed if you haven't guessed by now] came to visit. And all of her friend caterpillars thought Ed was going to be the best butterfly ever. And he kind of is. Now it's time for Ed to fly home. And now i'm a sad caterpillar.
So once there was this tomato, and he was purple, no one liked him and they all called him names like grape! (they are so mean. tear tear ) and yeah hi life sucked...HARD. he felt like going for ice cream, becaus eicecream makes it all better... but his life sucked way too much as for ice cream to help. So he became a goth, and bought all this black clothes and black lipstick and nail polish. he even bought a journal to write his poetry. he let me look at one of his poems..."Woe me woe me...the sun does shines over me no longer, as gray clouds cover the once blue sky, it has all turned to pain, this endless torture of darkness that has embraced me, taking with it all the light... WOe me woe me...this wotld of pain will never end WOE ME!
SAD indeed... so this tomato grew and he ended up working at home depot and his life still sucked and he eventually killed himself by throwing himself into a ketchup making thingy.
And that everyone, is ed's gift to you. Maybe we should make up stories that aren't so depressing. And... wierd. Let's let Ed try that one over. His theme [that he made for himself] is a mechanic who hasn't had a date in 15 years. Exciting? i think so.
He smelled of beer and funnions but he didnt have time for that Bill was going out tonight. SCORE!! it was his first date in 15 years...He was just about ready to leave, all he needed were some flowers and a nice tie for himself. Bill lived at a workshop where he fixed cars during the day. A customer had just taken his brand new BMW there for some speaker set up...of course bill knew how important first dates are so he grabbed the key and left for her house.
Our hero finally arrived at his destination 498 sun blvd. His palms were sweaty and his armpits wet. He couldnt do it, he was going to fuck up the way he always did back when he was the neighborhood player. but now bill was old and he smelled funny. Never the less bill was out for a new adventure he stepped out of the car and headed for the door. He rang the doorbell twice, he was just about to head on back to his car when the door opened
Bill's smile was as bic as California his eyes glwoing and his heart pounding
"Hi im Bill." He said slowly
"Hi im John"
So far Ed has contributed a story that could very well be passed as a "rejected veggie tales" and something that would soon lead into gay porn. Hmm... maybe sotry time is over. Maybe life is over. Idk. {woe me, woe me].
So now it's time for Ed's good bye letter. Because i know that you've all gotten to know him oh so well. And your lives will not be complete with out him. or something. Ok. Here goes.
Aww shucks ,
This is just so hard for me...being here with all you guys who i love and will never forget all the times we spent together all the fun we had, every smile we shared every tear we shed. but tonight i must part, and i jsut cant do this... ITS SO GODDAMNED HARD... i cant take all this pressure. I love you guys. (Im crying now). I would like to thank god for this opportunity that he has given me to come here and meet all of you, i dont know what i will do now that i wont see you anymore. WOE ME WOE ME THE PAIN!!!!
Ok...
I really had a great time with all of you guys, it was awesome to meet you gys i hope that ill see you sometiem soon. how about we make the next new years party in mexico heheehe. Theres no drinking age, no more chugging fake champagne. I will try and make some cookies see if this time you eat them... i promise not to put so much icing on them this time. So i would like to bid you all farewell and ill send you some jokes wieh christine ben, just tell me what type of jokes you want to hear and ill send em up.
I will try and send a webcam of me dancing alone: salsa, merengue, slow dancing, jazz, tap, etc. so christine can take me on her laptop to turnabout, yeah i can dance all different styles im way cool.
ADIOS AMIGOSY GRACIAS POR TODO
ED
P.S. "Y para comprobar que es en vivo...pene"
Comment and tell Ed goodbye. Preferably tonight so he can actually read it. That's all folks.
Anyways, since Ed is leaving tomorrow, this will be our last storytime together. So please read. And enjoy.
So, there once was this caterpiller. And this caterpiller went to Long Lake Camp for the Arts and met another caterpillar. These two caterpillars had a super awesome time at camp and ended up staying in contact even though they lived on totally different trees. And then, it came time for the caterpillars winter break. So the other caterpillar [who's name was Ed if you haven't guessed by now] came to visit. And all of her friend caterpillars thought Ed was going to be the best butterfly ever. And he kind of is. Now it's time for Ed to fly home. And now i'm a sad caterpillar.
So once there was this tomato, and he was purple, no one liked him and they all called him names like grape! (they are so mean. tear tear ) and yeah hi life sucked...HARD. he felt like going for ice cream, becaus eicecream makes it all better... but his life sucked way too much as for ice cream to help. So he became a goth, and bought all this black clothes and black lipstick and nail polish. he even bought a journal to write his poetry. he let me look at one of his poems..."Woe me woe me...the sun does shines over me no longer, as gray clouds cover the once blue sky, it has all turned to pain, this endless torture of darkness that has embraced me, taking with it all the light... WOe me woe me...this wotld of pain will never end WOE ME!
SAD indeed... so this tomato grew and he ended up working at home depot and his life still sucked and he eventually killed himself by throwing himself into a ketchup making thingy.
And that everyone, is ed's gift to you. Maybe we should make up stories that aren't so depressing. And... wierd. Let's let Ed try that one over. His theme [that he made for himself] is a mechanic who hasn't had a date in 15 years. Exciting? i think so.
He smelled of beer and funnions but he didnt have time for that Bill was going out tonight. SCORE!! it was his first date in 15 years...He was just about ready to leave, all he needed were some flowers and a nice tie for himself. Bill lived at a workshop where he fixed cars during the day. A customer had just taken his brand new BMW there for some speaker set up...of course bill knew how important first dates are so he grabbed the key and left for her house.
Our hero finally arrived at his destination 498 sun blvd. His palms were sweaty and his armpits wet. He couldnt do it, he was going to fuck up the way he always did back when he was the neighborhood player. but now bill was old and he smelled funny. Never the less bill was out for a new adventure he stepped out of the car and headed for the door. He rang the doorbell twice, he was just about to head on back to his car when the door opened
Bill's smile was as bic as California his eyes glwoing and his heart pounding
"Hi im Bill." He said slowly
"Hi im John"
So far Ed has contributed a story that could very well be passed as a "rejected veggie tales" and something that would soon lead into gay porn. Hmm... maybe sotry time is over. Maybe life is over. Idk. {woe me, woe me].
So now it's time for Ed's good bye letter. Because i know that you've all gotten to know him oh so well. And your lives will not be complete with out him. or something. Ok. Here goes.
Aww shucks ,
This is just so hard for me...being here with all you guys who i love and will never forget all the times we spent together all the fun we had, every smile we shared every tear we shed. but tonight i must part, and i jsut cant do this... ITS SO GODDAMNED HARD... i cant take all this pressure. I love you guys. (Im crying now). I would like to thank god for this opportunity that he has given me to come here and meet all of you, i dont know what i will do now that i wont see you anymore. WOE ME WOE ME THE PAIN!!!!
Ok...
I really had a great time with all of you guys, it was awesome to meet you gys i hope that ill see you sometiem soon. how about we make the next new years party in mexico heheehe. Theres no drinking age, no more chugging fake champagne. I will try and make some cookies see if this time you eat them... i promise not to put so much icing on them this time. So i would like to bid you all farewell and ill send you some jokes wieh christine ben, just tell me what type of jokes you want to hear and ill send em up.
I will try and send a webcam of me dancing alone: salsa, merengue, slow dancing, jazz, tap, etc. so christine can take me on her laptop to turnabout, yeah i can dance all different styles im way cool.
ADIOS AMIGOSY GRACIAS POR TODO
ED
P.S. "Y para comprobar que es en vivo...pene"
Comment and tell Ed goodbye. Preferably tonight so he can actually read it. That's all folks.