Whatever
Got this from one Yahoo group I'm in. Some things really make you go 'Oh yeah...' ^_~
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Why, Why, Why???
do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?
Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough money?
Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?
Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?
Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?
If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?
Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?
Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?
Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?
Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance?
Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?
How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?
When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"
Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?
In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?
How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?
And my FAVORITE.... ..
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends - - if they're okay, then it's you.
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Posted by Unknown at 13:31
Don't read, this is a non-sense post
sldoganldfai902758djd;lg. I'm floating, I don't even know why I am writing this sh*t. I'm not feeling too well. I want to sleep for 3 days. I don't want to go to school. I don't want chocolate, I don't want coffee.
Once, there was a way to get back homeward. Once, there was a way to get back home. Sleep little darling, do not cry...and I will sing you a lullabye.
I want to win the lottery too, just like that uber lucky guy from Georgia. I want to be rich and just disappear. Sometimes, there are days when I think it sucks to be me. Seriously. Consider yourself lucky you're not me.
dklal;ia nl;akejr[eopw1u03jg adn'adosfa[ga Typing test. Failed! asdfjkl; ladidah! Harumph! Tweak, oddment, blah-blah-blah. Professor Dumbly-dor. Professor McGonnagall. Professor Snape. Professor Moody.
Everyone should have opinions. I'm stubborn, that's why I'm lovable.
Just say 'Yes'. No more arguments. The world will be a better place. Just say 'Yes'. You can't impose your opinions on things you don't own. Let it be.
I was supposed to write about that cute boy wizard who turned sexy stableboy. But I'm not in the mood for cuteness and sexiness right now.
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Kris-James-Hope ~ are you tired yet? Or are you ready for more?
Babes (and hubby) is leaving on a jet plane. So sad. I want to leave the country too...
In deinen Armen will ich gluecklich und froh. Whatever. Roll over, Beethoven and tell Tschaikovsky the news. The fool on the hill sees the world going round, because he's on drugs. Whatever!
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I keep wondering, why do I always get the happy-go-lucky team mate...Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t. I don't deserve this. I'm good, I know. But I'm no super hero. Don't expect miracles from me, especially on days when I feel so crappy.
I never knew that was the market. That's news to me. Now I know. Now I don't have to say anything. "Hai" is the magic word.
Where were you during the July 1990 earthquake? Who cares?
This is my blog, nobody can flame me for the things I write here.
Let me rant, let me cry. I can't express my disappointment and anger in any other way.
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Posted by Unknown at 08:23
