i got off the bus, and started walking to

i got off the bus, and started walking to my house. It was extra hot today, and i was sweating alot. i got the mail and went inside. "I have to do my chores" i said with a sad sigh

I then proceeded to punch a hole in the wall poor a gallon of milk on floor and roll around in it. Afterwards I decided to go outside and...

i had a dog to throw out,that way i could feel

when i had a dog to throw out, that way icould feel sad

e's curvy waist. Sade was awesome. Because, I want to SALSA! I want to the nightlife! Unfortunately, I couldn't dance because of an accident with a highlighter. The neon yellow

had soaked right across the lap of my pants, making me look like I tinkled in them. So no salsa for me. Which was ironic considering most of the others were incontinent geriatrics

, just like me, but there they sat, shoveling chips and salsa down their pie holes like there was no tomorrow. "There may not be a tomorrow for me," agreed one old geezer. "Gotta

seize the day!" he said. "Get while the gettin's good! Don't waste a moment! Why, when I was your age..." he continued, but I

des of March was upon him when he continued with "Et tu Brutae?".