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If I Die Young

If I die young, bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses, sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song. ♥

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Erm.

If Bob the Builder were a dragon would he blow fire out his nose?
No, probably not because he'd be too busy making music videos with Taylor Swift. I believe that he was born in Ohio, in a town called Lima. In a boat that did not have any wheels. Only he didn't have a mother. This is because he came from a tree. He kissed the pope who was a dope. Bob slept in a tiny box with a woodern cross that his pappy had stolen from Alaska back in 1832. He never took a bath for fear that he might be ate by a toaster. He laughed so hard that he fell down the stairs...that didn't exist. He hated canned foods, therefore soup was never an option. He could have lived with a pack of wolves if the asked him. He was not a Jew, although he ate mostly grain products. Baby dolls were his most favorite toy. He always dipped them in cheese sauce. He had a room made of lego's where everything "went down." He had a chicken named Ching Choy who lived in a special dress up room. One day a skunk ate Bob's neck. So he slapped him in the face with his big toe. Bob lived like a zombie. He hated rap music & only ate tacos at 7:01 AM on Tuesdays. He never wanted to roll with Frank. Who was green & naked. Bob always wore lampshades on his head & high heels on his feet. Even if he wasn't going to a party. He never wanted to do yoga. Strip poker was his favorite game to play. Mother nature ment nothing to him. He claimed to be a swagger, who had major majo. Paper plates were what he slept on. He always lit a candle before milking his duck. He voted for Obama to be president & was a big fan of Michael Jackson. He didn't believe in televison & therefore didn't understand what MTV was. Bob always told people that they were "the weakest link." He didn't know how to count to ten in Spanish, but then again who does. Quite often he wrote stories about beavers & slices of bread that didn't contain crust. His music dreams faded by the age of 99. He didn't think he was on a boat mother fucker. He lived like a lion on rare occasions. Pickles were the reason he didn't have a picket fence. His clothers were always spiffy, with not a spot or wrinkle in sight. Unlike his 999 year old grandma who was older than the lint in his couch. Best friends didn't work out for Bob, & neither did pep talks. He couldn't live without his iPod, even though he didn't have any songs on it. Bob always told people that he was a badass mamba jamba, even though he didn't know what that ment. Gullah Gullah Island is a show that nearly no one knows of, yet he found it as a classic & the most entertaining. He lived for the taste of a good cup of lemon juice & pumpkins were the best things to smash. He didn't want children, cause he thought they might just take over the world. Christmas was not important to Bob, for he hated presents. But most of all he never wore red boxers or spongbob PJ pants! :p

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