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Those Days

You know when you have one of those days that you just don't know what your doing with your life? Well that happened to me. See when I was laying on my inflatable floating bed over water, I had this thought that why am I laying on thus bed? Right here in this house? I could be flying with a pair of wings that I could've built if I studied. I should study... I haven't done that in a few years. Then I tried to push myself off my bed, I could've done it if weren't for the fact that for my arms i had legs.

What the crap when did my arms Turn Into FREAKING LEGS!?!?! "DAD!!! Help!!! Where did My ARMS GO!!!" "What are you talking about?" My sperm doner said while frolicking up the mushrooms. "OH MY KIWI!!! WHEN DID YOU FACE TURN INTO A ELEPHANT FACE?!?!" He yodeled. " WHAT NO MY ARMS ARE NOT A HEIFERS PANTS!" I bellowed back. "STOP SAYING FANNY PACK!! OH FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS FABULOUS TURN YOUR FISH OFF!!"

I slapped my fish back into the water not being able to stand not hearing what Father was saying. "What did you say about my face?" I asked. "I didn't say anything about your face i said get off your bed and start studying!" "But Daaaaaaaaaaaaaad..." I groaned out. " I like living. You know studying is conjugate as student and dying. I don't want to die! Dad Am i going to die?!" I just started balling on the court while crying my eyes out. I wailed out, tears pouring down my face, when I jumped and did a slam dunk on that basket. " Don't do vegetables , eat your school, and stay in drugs kids. OJ Simmon is a great role model for you hoes." My father just shook his head and left my room. "Get of the shrums honey. You're going to get in trouble if anyone catches you with those KIWIS." I just looked at him stupidly and said "They can't catch me i am the gingerbread man!"

Then I realized... I still haven't found out why my arms are legs.

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I still have to studying for a test on humans civics and economic... Crap.