Friday, August 07, 2009

this filled up my inbox. 

"I love you so much you don't even know. :) We are going to live until we are 97.5 and look back and laugh and lose our teeth and pills and give each...other...sponge baths with bathing suits or one pieces on. :) and we sit by the window only to laugh and stare and throw purple pills because we don't like the taste of them. then the magical fairy of the United Worlds West of Kenya will come upon us to grant us one wish. We will wish that all people born of one hand only be rewarded with cash and cats made out of maple syrup. And the magical fairy witll grant us another one so we tell it that we want to catch a cloud and release its black magic on a pigeon, whose wings wont fly anymore, and make it fly once again. Then the next day we will ride cows to the city of Azusa, and ask around where the nearest post office is. A clown named Spencer tells us and ends up giving us the wrong directions and leads us into a magical well. We fall in and wake up in bed bath and beyond next to Bob Barker. He kicks you in the shin and I call him a dirty dirty pirate and he explodes into chunks of chocolate chips. The manager storms towards us and the cows that we rode in Azusa beat him up while we escape.
The End."


this would happen to us. 
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