I left Yale today. Ok, I didn't exactly leave. More like got pushed out like a new baby boy, who caused so much pain, then just suddenly comes out, bursting with tears, parents hoping for an adorable little kid, and then they see him. He looks like a laama. Back on topic, I know I said I had Fantastics in all my classes. So I don't know why I was kicked out. Maybe I was just too smart. Or they don't like zebras. Or donkeys. Or chicken. Or cantaloupe. Wait, what am I saying? Everyone likes donkeys. Besides the people who don't. Anyways, I don't want to be homeless. I don't want to be homeless I say! And I have a dream, that one day, one day, all Unihammechicamesnakesaurusrex will be treated as fairly as all other human beings. And potatoes. Don't forget potatoes. They are just as important as everything else. Besides me, because seriously, I am lookin gooooood today. I bet the ladies would agree. Won't they? As I was saying, I want to live a normal life. Get a job, maybe. A wife. Kids. Grandkids. Great-grandkids. Great-great-grandkids. Great-great-great grandkids. Then die. Have no one come to my funeral because no one likes me. Oh yeah, I was thinking, and don't you just hate when people get off topic? I do, for sure. Anyways, hopefully next time I see you I'm not homeless! Yay! Now we all sing around the campfire. "C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E CAMPFIRE SONG! C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E CAMPFIRE SONG! C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E CAMPFIRE SONG..............
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