Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Pencils
my mom just told me five minutes ago to sharpen a whole pack of pencils for. i start...second...third...fiveth..seventh... eighth. and on the eighth my pencil sharpener comits suicide and dies. i swear i didnt do a thing. well except sharping eight pencils with it. hum, maybe it got overwhelmed by life and decided to go to the great sharpener in the sky. which is all fine and good, really, but how the heck am i gonna sharpen the six pencils i have left?
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5 comments:
Hahahahahahahaha!!!!
Don't worry! I'm sure that you'll think of something!
: D
XxInk
ROFL! that stinks! (but at the same time really funny :P) you'll get it done, i know you will! :P
<3 kat
actually no i wont! ive been relived from duty! ah freedom! the sweet grass and the wind in my hair.
lmao, well i guess that's better then sharpening pencils no isn't it :P
<3 kat
YES! freedom is sweet!
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