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Ok, but like does anyone else find themselves throwin’ it back real hard with old ninties shows and just having the biggest twist of that nostolgia knife in the gut. Cuz like let’s be real nobody could do it as good as the ninties. Except like definitely don’t think I miss those ancient ass looking computers..so ok, maybe like I just really miss those kool-aid drinks. You know the ones with those weird pop off cap things? I used to play like I was a vampire and shit. Now thinking about it I probably could have died playing with that mess..

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“Do you need me? Do you think I'm pretty? Do I make you feel like cheating? And I'm like no, not really 'cause Oh, I think that I've found myself a confessor She is always right there when I need her to send in confessions because its 2nd generation weekend and these confessions are important for my soul and living so let a home girl live will yah”

Seriously? Can’t you see my trying to back out. Move faster or become a pancake.

My mom’s always bugging me to be more spontaneous and prank-y, so I decided to do a surprise visit back home wearing a full on frog costume. Got home, jumped in the house like a frog with all the croaking, but instead of hitting the ground I hit my little brother instead. My mom fell in tears, my dad was nice enough to help me up, and Rowan just shook his head at me as he put an ice pack on his little bump. They were also on their way for dinner at uncle Brady’s restaurant and were already running late, so you could imagine all the stares I got when I walked in with a frog costume. My mom and uncle Brady are never going to let me live this one down. So much for trying to be spontaneous and funny. 

You know, the initial concern I had on the way out here might have been the fact I really l was not looking forward to turning into one of those god awful horror films. I can assure all of you that I refuse to be a cliche that simply hides in the closet while our killer closes in on us. The second any sort of sign of danger presents itself I will not hesitate to offer up one of you to find my way to safety. Although, rest assured, I will definitely make sure to give you a proper funeral and memorial service when I’m named hero of this whole..unfortunate scenario.

Look I’m sorry for stripping off my clothes right in front of you. Could you give me a break? First I almost poke my eye out with my own charcoal pencil and then I preceded to cut myself on my own comic strip. My own comic deceived me! But no it doesn’t end there. Finally I spilled water all over it and now I have to start from scratch. I -- wait I’m rambling again and you don’t care, crap. I’m also complaining over the stupidest thing. How about I start over. Would you like to go swimming with me?