(looks around cautiously) good there is no journal around to spoil my poems anymore. that brat i can;'t believe he said that to me. stupid journal hmph! well now to tell you about my day (journal: who cares about how you're day was!) (me: (screams and hides)) hey! where did you come from? (journal: ......where do you think?) (me) hmm. who cares. anyway my day was ok, considering the fact that my journal has returned from where ever it came from, has totally spoiled my day. (journal: i spoiled you're day?! you spoiled mine! all i had to do was look at you!) (me) (gasps) THAT'S RUDE!! that's it you have left me no choice, (takes out flame thrower) bring it on journal! (journal: takes out double mac machine guns! prepare you'reself!!) (me) ayieee!!! (shoots flamethrower) (journal: shoots machine guns) the scene was brutal after the fight with me sprawled on the ground my blood...... wahmbulance wahmbulance wahmbulance (weird announcing person) we're sorry but this scene is to graphic for the children under the age of 20. have a nice day! (weird person smiles.)
steelbloom · Thu Dec 14, 2006 @ 01:48am · 0 Comments |