By Alysha Troxel
I love my liver. Only my liver though. I don’t like anyone else’s liver. In fact, I hate everyone’s liver except for mine! Their livers could die for all I care! But they shouldn’t die, because if they did, I would have no one to talk to. All that would be left would be Dennis, our pyrotechnic penguin, and he’s still mad at me for playing that “Smack-The-Penguin” game at AmishDonkey.com.
I don’t like my colon very much. It’s very rude and not very smart. I once asked my colon to spell ‘house’ and it didn’t even try! …Yeah, colons are stupid. Semi-colons are okay though; they’re useful too!
Also, I would like to know what the deal with pushing the envelope is. I have pushed an envelope, and believe you me the only thing gained from pushing an envelope is the envelope going from one side of the table to the other. And furthermore, do you think that envelopes like to be pushed?! How would you like it if everyone went around pushing you all of the time? I know I wouldn’t! I’d be all, “Hey dude! Stop pushing me!” And it’s not just envelopes that are being abused! Think about all of the people that are “hitting” the dance floor! It is not the dance floor’s fault that it is meek and cannot hit back very hard. These people are the same ones that “take” showers and “steal” glances. What ever happened to politeness and common courtesy?! Can you not ask nicely for a shower or a glance? No! People take and steal! Emily Post must be having a heart attack right about now.
Dude, there is always plenty of stuff to do at the TEEN ZONE!
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