Summer time.

I smell it...that sweet burnt aroma...Oh summer time...My tongue can all ready taste it. MMM. I walk over to that big fat juicy thing. It is staring at me, as I stare it back in it's char coaled skin, and boiling juices, because of it's excitement to be the next eaten. I take one look at it, and bring it to my mouth. I take one big bite as the juices splatter all over my mouth. MMM. Can you guess what I am eating? Yeah that's right, a big juicy steak. I devour every inch and particle of it. Then I have the need to lick the plate clean. Ouch I got a paper cut from the paper plate..bad idea, but wait! What is that delicious smell I smell...I walk over to the smell where my nose leads me...I look down upon it...and notice how long and big and wide it is...I can't wait to just pick it up and put it in my mouth and have all the flavor burst into it...MMM that salty taste...MMM that buttery taste...I want more...but it's gone, leaving my mouth full of hairs stuck in between my teeth. Darn, where are the tooth picks? Oh no, my bablumpish grandmother took them, after she devoured that black banana...Oh how that corn on the cob, tasted so good, but I hate the left over's in my teeth! Oh how mad that mad mean old grandma can be. Especially when she tries feeding her grand daughters chicken wings from the garbage. I need an ambulance I am now dying of food poisioning.....That's how my summertime came to an end:(

Drive-in Funny Games!

How many of you horny little teens like to go to the drive-in, and sit in your car and make out, and let your bf or gf fondle your body? I bet most of you. Well I was just at the drive-in last night. Unfortunatly, I did non of that monkey business as fun as it would had been. Jess, Nick, and I went and waited about an hour and a half early before the gates opened. We had a great deal of time to entertain ourselves. Oh we did. We did other funny business at the drivin. We parked behind the scary herse. We chatted it up about fleas and ticks, and many other things. That was when I decided to give birth to Baby Bickles. You see Baby Bickles is a big jar of cheeseballs. Well Baby Bickles decided to spill his balls all over Jessica's lap. Oh how she just loved those cheesy balls sprawled all over her lap. She took those balls, and pressed them to her lips, and thought to herself.."Mmmm these balls taste so good, I could lick them all night." After her little ball affair, we went on about killer leaves slitting everyone's necks. Then I asked Nick, if he was getting a cone dog later. Well if only we really knew what a cone dog would consist of? So after the excited laughter of Jessica and I, Nick decided to leave the car to go check out the spooky herse as we heard a dead body moving around in there. So as he went to go risk his life by a zombie for Jess and I. Jess decided to sniff my arm and told me I smelled amazing. I told her I didn't know what the pleasant smell could be? She told me it's probably the dish soap that you washed it with. Oh how we laughed in excitement after her little mistake, almost to the fact we thought we might have an orgasm if we didn't stop the laughing. So we only had only 30 minutes left to wait before the gates opened, when a car pulled up behind us. Nothing really excited happened. Then 20 minutes came before the gate was about to open, when an obnoxious 450 pound man came and pulled up in front of us. Oh how people in this world can piss me off. So we waited and finally got in to the gates and parked. We went inside to get food. I got a cheeseburger with fries. Nick got a cone dog. Well Jess got a Kabasi. It was a big fat Kabasi, just how she loves it. She could barely get her lips around it, it was so big. But she devoured that like a little fat kid would with a cake. So after wards, we watched the scary, scary movies. When the first one was over we got to see that big hotdog hop into that nice bun opening. Oh it was amazing. Mmmm. Well nothing interesting more. Then last movie came on when I had decided I better go give the potty a drink. So as I went into the stall, I accidently broke the toilet seat off the hindge..Oops. That was really about it. We went home to snuggle in our beds, because we were sleepy little bugs. But let me tell you, I did have fun even though I didn't get to have my pants down in the back seat with a tongue down my throat.

Bologna

What's your favorite lunch meat? Is it ham? Is it turkey? Maybe it's roast beef or even salami? Or how about bologna? Everyone loves bologna. That nice round slab of meat, you can just eat, eat, eat. You can put it on your bread, you can eat it by hand. You can roll it, then maybe try to smoke it. There are other ways to eat bologna. You can put it on garlic bread and bake it, until the smell from the oven makes you run to the bathroom, to make you throw up chunks you ate earlier that day. Or it could be a halloween costume, you could bite holes for eyes, your nose, and mouth. Then put the bologna on your face, go out into the world and yell "I'm bologna man! Come "n" get me all you bologna lovers!" Yum, Yum. That's the power of bologna!

The Eyes From The Other Side...

Do you have a pet? Have you ever wondered what goes on in their head? What they think, or how they feel? I have a dog, he is a cairn terrier. His name is Billy Bob. He may be small but he does not think so at all. He may seem big and bad, but deep down he is a really sweet pupster. Sure a stranger walks in he has a growl and a meanful bark, but when you get to know him he is a cuddly little teddy bear.
A day with Billy Bob can be pretty tiring. He is far from a lazy lap dog. He likes to roam around like a mountain lion. He eats everything and anything that hits the ground. He is very playful. He does not like anything that is rubber or squeeks. For instance I bought him a rubber hamburger and hotdog, never has he touched them. I also bought him a stuffed lizard and a caterpillar, which both had squeekers, and as Billy Bob thinks to himself.."I hate squeekers and stuffing" he then tears them out like a ferocious beast. Oh how he loves his friends...But he doesn't love his stuffed friends like he loves his human friend named Nick....
As Nick describes his day with Billy Bob, Billy always greets Nick at the door. He is always so happy to see his buddy. After Nick spends a while with Bill, he decides to lay down. Nick can never have a peaceful nap without Billy always jumping on him and having a little fun! As Nick always tries to push him off, Billy always seems to get rougher and rougher. So when Nick does not let Bill do his thing, Billy then smells the aroma coming from the fat ass cat Lexi, where he seems to finish off what he started. How interesting it is to see. It must be nice to have an easy life of a dog. Oh Billy what a handsome dog you are....

Child Hood Memories.....

I am sitting here with Jessica as we sit and think of old memories of our child hood. Oh how stupid we were. I recall one time we were outside trying to fly my pretty pink Barbie kite I had at the time. It would not go up and so we would sing to the kite and it would just magically start flying. It must have been our beautiful voice's that gave it that extra boost of energy to fly. It was Amazing to us at the time. The kite found the inspiration to fly...hallelujah! Well I think of another story...A story about how Jessica and I were at the park outside my grandmothers apartment complex. We were at the park when Jessica found a grasshopper. "Oh what a cute handsome grasshopper it was", thought Jessica. Well she brought the grasshopper back in with us into the apartment building playing downstairs, when Jessica decided to kiss the grasshopper upon his lips, hoping it would turn into a sexy prince. Well to Jessica's dissapointment it never did turn into a prince. She decided to let it go inside the furnace where it burnt to his death. Rest in Peace grasshopper. Another story is when we pretended we were fairies prancing around the apartment building. Well I happened to be the sick fairy that day. I was dying of some fairy disease that could only be cured by a peanut. Jessica found the peanut and fed it to me..well it worked since I almost threw up all over her, because peanuts make me gag. Yeah we were pretty dumb. Oh yeah another thing that just came to my mind, we played hide and seek once around the apartment buildings. One time we happened to look in a window and saw someone in a towel changing. We are lucky to still have our eye sight to this very day! Well thats it on our strange childhood for now!

My mall trip....

So today started off as any ordinary day. I woke up at the slave house aka my grandmothers. When I awoke I came out to just innocently sit at the computer, I was minding my own business eating a brownie. Well that is until my vicious grandmother of a beast demanded half my brownie. I couldn't believe it I can't even enjoy a brownie. Then when I got changed she had the nerve to question my fashion attire. Her exact meanful words were "you can't wear a pink shirt with a red bra", needless to say I was irratated since this comes from a woman who only has polka dots and stripes in her wardrobe. So then my cousin Jessica came to the rescue like Indiana Jones snapping her whip, and we left the lair. We decided to go to the mall when on the way guess who was running down the street in a blue jogging suit with a wool knit hat? Wouldn't you know it, it was Hitler! He jogged passed us as he stared us down. Well we drove and nothing fascinating more happened on the way. We got to the fashion palace, when we started to walk into the mall and a tractor trailor almost ran us over! Well finally we entered the mall where we started to look for more clothes that I am sure my grandmother would have a heart attack over. Jessica got this cute little plaid shirt, and I got two pairs of heels that are so cute! Oh and two pairs of cute panties! So then nothing more exciting happened. We came home to a nice smell from food(suprisingly), it was scalloped potatoes and they were really yummy. Then thats when my grandmother started ravaging through our stuff like a wild animal. First Jessica's things.....then mine. She complained of the idea I got two pairs of shoes. Well she doesn't pay my bills or make my money so she can stuff another twinky in her mouth, and watch lifetime. Well that is about it! I'll post some more things later on!

Grandma is mean.

It's a day I wish I could just hop in my car and just drive until I can't drive anymore. Of course I can't. My transmission had to stop on my poor car. Keeping me locked up here like a prisioner at this horrid place. A place called my grandmothers. Oh how boring it is. Grandma has to bicker about anything and everything. She is mean to her poor grandkids. I keep telling her to be thankful she has grandkids to be here. Do you think she is thankful? No. I tell her to watch it because it could be up to me someday to put her into a nursing home. If you try doing something for her it isn't right. She tries to make us eat things that are over 3 years old. She keeps cucumbers and banana's in the freezer til they are black. She is a very odd woman! She can't walk out to get the mail, not because she is incapable or handicap, just because she is lazy and don't feel like it. I don't mind doing things for my grandmother, but they did away with slavery a long time ago. Today is my chance to go, to go and be free without complaint. Today I am going to the mall and that is where I am off to!