It's Four Am
Helloooo everybodyyy. 8D Why aren't you sleeeeeping?
'Cause sleep, it's good for you. Better than a trainload of broccoli! Faster than a speeding snowman! Able to leap skyscrapers in a single bound! Best thing since slices tomatoes!
Now never mind that I'm not getting it, everyone knows that once you turn seventeen, you don't need sleep anymore. It's just like a bicycle helmet except you can't wear it and it looks silly on your bike. So get off your bike and go to bed and come back and read this in the morning, unless it is morning, in which case it never hurts to take a nap and come back later. Or unless you enjoy sleeping on top of your bike, in which case I heartily applaud you.
Did you know that 46% of all hamsters make up percentages on the spot? It's true! And that's only half the money you could be saving with Geico! But furthermore, it's been clinically proven that every person who ate stewed carrots during the 1700's ended up dead! Keep that in mind, moms!
As for EVE and Wall-E, they're doing great, thank you for asking, and they hope you're well also.
But the main point of this entry, the greatest lament of the era, is Spongebob. His house. His house. He lives in a pineapple.
In case this means nothing to you, allow me to hastily add that pineapples top the randomness chart. They rank nearly as high as armadillos and pie amongst randomness lovers, and are highly esteemed in many circles, including the well-renowned produce aisle.
The fact that it is being used for such a common and lowly usage as a house disgusts pineapple lovers everywhere. Why not a watermelon!? Why not a toaster? Why not a sneaker!? Why a pineapple!?
Hence, we at long last come to the final conclusion and request your signatures and the legal rights to forge them onto our petition to give Spongebob an eviction notice so the pineapple can once again be placed on its pedestal of highly ranked honor.
Tahu would be proud.
Turakii
P.S. Happy Half-Priced Chocolate Day Eve!
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