Post by MarioOfTheStars on Sept 29, 2006 16:46:20 GMT -5
I'm lying in bed, listening to the rain outside my window, dreading having to drag my snotty-nosed carcass out in it, but I don't think I'm sick enough to not do so.
Wait, I just decided that I am. I called in. What a relief! Honestly, though, I don't think that I can bear another day in bed, as I just start aching and my butt hurts and my feet fall asleep and I hate it. But it's better than going in the rain to work and trying to think with all this cotton in my head.
that wuz odd.
PM me at "MarioBros826" or else I will not receive your message. "The hatches are open!" -Bill(StarFox 64)
Once there was a little toad, who dreamed of a land across the road. Now this toad did very well know, of the big, strong, black crow. He's perched on a tree, waiting for somebody, to try to pass this road.
Now, now, this little toad, was very smart, He knew of a food to the crow thought was very, very, tart. He laid it out on the road that day, and the crow ate it and flew away.
Now all toads, both big and small, can cross the road, without flaw. Yellow, black, blue or green, these little fellers are hopping machines.
I've completely memorized the Candy Mountain Candy Cave song!