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{September 11, 2007}   Junior mints

IT’S A FUCKING POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

I slam the door (BOOM!) when I come into the bedroom.  Wham bam cuz I’m the king of the castle.  I have been watching Heroes lately on the DVDs and have been thinking about super powers.  I thought about people who have super powers.  Like stretchy guy and loud screamer lady and fireworks lady and frozen guy and smelly disappearing purple guy.  I thought about what sorts of super powers I should have.  I’d like to be super fast saran wrap guy.  I’d run around people and stuff and wrap them up in saran wrap.  They couldn’t move and I would win.  Or I could wrap up a bridge or a building to preserve it’s integrity and prevent it from collapsing on babies or old people holding animals.  But I’d let the building fall on British children.  Or a bridge.  I wouldn’t save the British children.  No, not the British children.  THough I would save children.  Would sran wrap stop bullets?  If there was enough of it, yes.

Fuck teleportation.



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