I am so about to out-comment Random Commenter down there. He'll be supremely jealous!
Anyways..yes. I've decided to come plague your profile with my random commenting abilities. And because for some reason eating pizza made me really hyper. I don't know.
And the chocolate pancakes ROCKED! We should've gone up onto the stage and performed, all of the people from BOTH tables, that is. Then we'd be famous! And in the process all of us would acquire many strange/scared/'oh my gosh why didn't I leave when I had the chance?' looks. It would have been quite fun. I always think of fun things to do AFTER the event is over. Oh well, save it for next time!
Like today when a telemarketer called (they're SO annoying, luckily Caller ID fixes that so we know who they are and can MESS with them!) and my mom just ended up saying she didn't live here anymore. Afterwards, I told her that she should've said, 'Sorry, we ate her for breakfast. Next time call earlier.' So thats what we're going to do next time.
*gives you chocolate AND mountain dew* Hyperactivity is fun.
So are long comments. And like evry other comment I write, it contains nothing really more than..nothingness.
Tis, I, The Random Commenter!!! This i sonly like the second time I've done this in my life, but this comment shall be totally random, for I don't think you know me. You may, you may not. He question is, can you? And if you can, will you? And if you will... How will you achieve it?
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