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want to know what goes on in my head? Me neither
Ok toy i accept the responsibility of filling this up. here it goes.
Yesterday I was just about to go to my house after having bruch with the queen of England. well shes not the real queen of England, that’s just the nickname I gave her, besides it would take far too long to walk from England to my house, and that raises the question of how I could to England because Im on the no-fly-list ( don't ask, all Ill say is there was the religious killing of a sheep involved )Any way Im of topic, I was walking home and thats when I saw a squirrel get hit by a car. All of the sudden i felt ths great felling inside me, then I burped and carryed on my way. I was walking past Higgin's house when Matt, the gardener for Higgins, walk out of the garage and pulled the keys for His truck, which happened to be full of cans at the time.
"Hey Eric!" He said waving at the flys buzzing around him"Ya need a ride somewhere?"
"sure!" I said as Hopped into the back of the beatup truck.
We weved through the Suberbs, and then on to the highway. It was quite fun, throwing soup cans at passing cars, the wind in my hair, the steady plink of the police bullets trying to blow the tires, Matt is wanted in a couple of states. Everything was going smooth, until we hit the jump, at which point I fell out.
"darn" I thought to myself as I fell through the air.
I hit he ground and heard my leg go *SNAP*.Unfourtunly what I had failed to realize is that Matt had taken in the opposite direction of my house. I the proceeded to crawl two miles to the nearest Gas station, where I begged a couple of nickels off a bum, who’s name was Chuck, who said
"you look like a turkey that’s been roosted too long being watched by a hound dog on the fourth of july" what ever the hell that means.
I called and ambulance, while chuck watched the powerball screen intently clutching a lotto ticket. He made such a racket after winning, that 911 could hardly hear me, and, thinking that it was a prank, hung up. Chuck felt bad about that and promest to make it up to me.Then we stole a horse from the farm next to the gas station. we rode that horse into town and picked up the first installment of Chuck's money, 100000 bucks. Then we bought a car, and drove to the jail and paid Matt's bail. Matt was happy to see us, well happy as a guy can be in a coma. All three of us got into the car and drove to the medical center, were they patched up my leg and told me to stay out of trouble. They also found out that Matt was not in a coma, he had passed out from all the alcohol.
"See you tomaro guys" I said as I limped out of the front door.
"No doubt" said Steve, my doctor.
"that was fun" I said to matt
"gurgleGLOP!"said Matt, maybe he was in a coma.
I then got home at about 1241 in the morning and got online to check my gaia account. I went onto jenna's profile and read toys message, then I wrote
Ok toy i accept the responsibility of filling this up. here it goes.
Yesterday I was just about to go to my house after having brunch with the queen of England. well shes not the real queen of England, thats just the nickname I gave her, besides it would take far too long to walk from England to my house, and that raises the question of how I could to england because Im on the no-fly-list ( don't ask, all Ill say is there was the religious killing of a sheep involved )Any way Im of topic........
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