WARNING: This is basically just me writing everything that comes to mind. It's freaking random and will not make any sense. I don't know if you'll think that this is funny, but who cares. I decided to see what other people think of my thoughts.
Magical unicorns omg what the heck FOOLACKED! FOOLACKED! THAT DOES NOT MEAN I OWE YOU A MILLION DOLLARS BUT YOU OWE ME A MILLION DOLLARS BECAUSE YOU SAID THAT
Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh poptarts what the hell am I doing?
What to think… what to think… I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT TO THINK ABOUT!
I'm bored I'm bored typing is really boring and I'm typing pretty fast because I tend to think a lot and fpvgfp
I am an Explorer, not a Pathfinder.
IF YOU ARE READING THIS CAROLINE THEN STOP LAUGHING AND GET AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER.
I really don't understand this.
My brother made a definition for foolacked, WHICH DOES NOT MEAN I OWE YOU A MILLION DOLLARS, and apparently it means "harassingly frolic."
I'm surprised I'm still obeying the laws of Grammar and Punctuation. Guess that means I haven't been subjected to the horrid disease known as "txt tlk." Lucky me.
I really had no idea I think slow enough to actually have time to type this down.
Hawaiian Punch is amazing
DAMMIT! I FORGOT WHAT I WAS THINKING ABOUT!
Cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese cheese TACOS!
I once had a pet bunny named Foolicks. He took a knife and gutted my pet rock. That night, I realized that Foolicks tasted very good.
The above story is a lie. Do not be fooled by it.
If you think what I'm typing is meaningful and has many deeper and wiser philosophical meanings, then you are a complete and utter moron. Please back away from this computer before you get hurt
OMG OMG OMG OMG I LIKE STUFF
The above started out as laughter but ended as the computer being the victim of a muscle spasm.
Why do people always question my mental health?
I'm starting to get thirsty… GOOD THING I HAVE MY HAWAIIN PUNCH ON HAND! MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!
Okay, the evil laughter up there actually took place. But I am
The above was just me raping the poor abused keyboard. Ignore it.
Why do I always think like I'm talking to someone?
Because you are, idiot.
Oh. It's you.
Yes it is. Now SHUT UP AND START TYPING!
BUT I AM! D:
…You know, you actually are infected by the txt tlk disease, considering you literally thought "D:"
You should be.
BYE WORLD I WANNA GO AND DO SOMETHING PRODUCTIVE THIS THING IS OVER YOU CAN STOP READING NOW
WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY THOUGHTS?
LEAVE ME ALONE!