the purple prose of petunia pettigrew page 206

[bloodorchid]

you read books with big words for fun

SNORE

[cori93437]

you read books with big words for fun

SNORE

I do.

And for flattery...
You get...
Zombie cuteness kisses!

[bloodorchid]

she looks like she has so much herpes right there

but look what youtube gave me, world!

I SAID LOOK ):<

[cori93437]

Jenna Marbles totes pwned his shizznit!

[bloodorchid]

yeh

[canio6]

Jenna Marbles totes pwned his shizznit!

She wins by benefit of her ass....uh, I mean rap skills....

[drssgchic]

Ok, it's official. Nothing can make me like zombies. If I can't like a zombie Marilyn giving kisses, I can't like them at all.

I loved the end- Adam's "oh crap, I went too far, I'm sorry!" face.

[namelesswonder]

I love ERB. Epic Lloyd is awesome.

[bloodorchid]

eeee! i said, when i saw the video

eeeeeeeeeeee! i said when i saw jenna



i needed a muscle relaxer and a pain pill last night. raking one day day then hands-and-knees cleaning tile was not a good idea i guess

i'm typing dumb still. so many verbal and typed typos todayback feels loose and painful at the same time which is weird

grammas bird likes when i get him out of his condo of a cage. i sat with him by a window so he could check out the ladybirds (one of which had an eye that was not there D: ) but he was more interested in kissing me

which would have been flattering if he'd been human

so i distracted him with clicks, and he clicked back. then he duck walked closer to my head and went on another kissy spree. i lol'd and said 'what are you doing' and he lol'd back a while. then made kissy noises some more and pushing his beak in my cheek again

dude. it's sweet but come on.

and then he started making burping noises and urrrrrrring and i'm all I DON'T UNDERSTAND SPEAK ENGLISH so i urred back

why don't i get this kind of action when i go shopping? there i'd stand, comparing prices, and a handsome, colorful fellow would walk up and kissy noise at me and push his nose in my face

and then i could say 'no, good sir, for i am a taken woman. off with you, scoundrel!' and inside i could simper and giggle and think 'oh, you!'

and there are some home improvement projects i will pay for and not diy, like refinishing the tub

and squirrels playing on the roof sound like monsters

too much carby food today, but in my defense i'm still drugged up and wobbly and mush mouthed and tired and feel bad

[bloodorchid]

i want a fried egg sandwich.

a salty, 2 sunny side up fried eggs sandwich on fluffy white bread

after all this time, no matter what i eat, i always want a sandwich. people say it's just what's on the bread you like

no.. no, i like what's on it and i like it

and the lady on the shopping channel was getting orgasmic over italian jewelry. 'mmmm! yes. yes.' over and over. it was kind of hilarious. why am i watching the shopping channel? you ask. i'm not, i'm listening to it. there's a difference

i am NOT weird for liking infomercials type things

but i will not let myself have a sammich, so i had cottage cheese with craisins and almons and pomegranate seeds sprinkled on top. it was okay. but it was not an egg yolk sandwich. and eating just yolks isn't the saaaaaaaaaaaame



but why not stay up. up hurts, down hurts. maybe doing a gangster lean will be the comfortable medium