 icycheetos 2005-12-03 . chapter 1i thought i reviewed this already...o well. so, um...what did i think i wrote...uh...something about what's with her being all...weird and..how i don't understand because i'm an idiot, maybe even a moron, you never know, and, how NO WAIT, THAT WAS THE OTHER STORY! oops, my bad. okee dokee then, let's move on. so ya, i don't understand, o look at that, he's a god. hm, interesting, you should make him the god of all gasses. ALL gasses. if you know what i mean *winks eyebrows (both because i can't just do one) or you could make him a god of...,.,.,.marshmellows! i have a thing for marshmellows, before it was cheese, now it's marshmellow. the story of my life. would you like to hear it? once upon a time i was born and my life sucked. the end. isn't that awsome? what were talking about before? um, well you know, if you could say more in this conversation it might be helpful, beats me talking to myself all the time and you just sitting there PRETENDING to listen, although when you talk to yourself you learn SO MUCH about youself, why just the other day i was talking with me, and i discovered that i, yes i, was talking to myself! i was like "hey steph, you're talking to myself." "OMG your not serious" "yes, yes i am" "GASP! i never knew, and i've been doing it for so long too!" wasn't i supposed to be talking about a story.,.,. oops, o well. just make him the god of something tasty. yes. yes. YES! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA did you know i was drunk today? from fizz! IT WAS AWSOME! i seriously was! i ran into a wall on my way up stairs and i was lying on the floor sometime, but i was bored cuz no one was there, so then i started talking to myself again. i then learned that there's pop in the garage, but apparently i had lied to myself, cuz it wasn't in the garage, it was right by the closet by the front door, stupid me. I HATE YOU!!.,,. i'm sorry i didn't mean that, will you forgive me? i said yes. aw, how sweet |
 nothing but treble 2005-12-03 . chapter 1i wanted to see what else you had up your sleeve, and i liked this piece much, much better. the repitition was used very well, and the message rang true. try more . . . what do you call them? "one-shots"? yeah, this was a lot better, i can tell you were being a lot more artsy with this little ditty. |