Thursday, December 9, 2010

Terribly terrible

So it has come to my attention that I make grammatical errors quite frequently. If you don't like it, begin liking it for I don't intend on typing these blogs in word before hand. That would take time, and perhaps it is time for time to stop two-timing and work around my schedule. You've probably realized that the only extra effort it'd take myself to fix such errors would be copy-pasting, but my ctrl button is very far in the corner of the keyboard.

On another note, I would greatly appreciate becoming a personal associate's best friend forever. In order to save time we'll call him J.T. Now J.T. is one in at least 8999, and he's an amazing lad. The kid taught himself karate and thoroughly put my Crane Style to shame with one well placed kidney punch. I urinated a red-tinged stream for 3 or 4 days afterward. Also, J.T. is the brother of Quasimodo and I know that you'll immediately shriek of the impossibility of such a subject, but I digress. His sister is not the actual Quasimodo, rather a spot on counterpart to the near mythical character.

Ms. J.T. or Quasimodo may be one of the most hideous creatures this side of the Mississippi, but I know what I have to do. I have to marry Quasimodo in order to become J.T.'s obligatory best friend forever. The plan goes something like this...

To be continued...

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