Hello anyone who happened to be snooping and found my book! My names Puff, and this is my rant book.
I honestly just talk about whatever I feel like, which I'm fairly sure is the purpose of rant books in general.
Anyway, if you would like to continu...
Hola. How we doing? Me is fine, thanks for asking.
You guys know that my favorite TV shows are Pysch and Sherlock, right?
No?
Well now you know.
So anyway, now I'm going to convince you to watch Pysch, because I'm bored and have nothing better to do.
My conscious: What about your homework Puff?
Me: Eh. Got nothing else to do today.
Anyway, back too the original topic.
Pysch is about a over-observant dude named Shawn Spencer, and how he pretends to be a Pyschic so he doesn't get chucked into a jail cell. Then, Shawn and his friend Gus, solve crimes together for the Santa Barbara Police department (SBPD).
It's weird.
Like dragging someone across the floor of an office building weird.
They actually did that once.
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And pinapples are a running joke.
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And they also compete on a American Idel like competion. It didn't end well.
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And apparently Gus's body craves buttery goodness.
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As you can tell, it's weird. But it's pretty flipping awesome. You should watch it. (And at the moment I am super super mad at Netflix for taking Pysch off. CURSE YOU NETFLIX! AT LEAST I OWN THE FIRST THREE SEASONS AND PYSCH THE MUSICAL! YES, THERE IS A PYSCH MUSICAL. IN IT THERE'S A SONG ABOUT FRESH ORGANIC TURKEY. YES, I REALIZE THAT'S WEIRD.)
Anyway, here's another topic. When I say dancing, I don't mean this:
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I mean things more along the lines of this:
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This is actual dancing. Well, actual professional dancing.
Do you folks now understand what I'm talking about?
Okay fine. I cannot do more than a double/triple turn, and I'm not on pointe yet, but still! (And personally, I think I'm rather good at piqué turns.)
I really bugs me when people say that dance is easy and anyone can do it, and that dancing is not a actual sport.
But you know what? It is. To bee honest, dance and gymnastics are probably more difficult than sports like football and basketball.
Yes. I know I'm being dramatic.
Next topic time!
Anyway, so recently I've been plotting to make a squid pen.
Doesn't that sound like fun!
All you have to do is stick a plastic bag filled with water on top of the squids head. Then, you tickle the squid, and it realeases it's ink.
It's genius, isn't it?
Bloody brilliant really!
Also, I'm plotting to make a peep guillotine.
P.S. Peeps are those yummy marshmallow things that are covered in suger. Yum. Suger.
Still though, it's not weird that I dream of decapitating peeps?
It is?
Oh well.
But seriusly though. Is it just me, or have you always felt the need to behead little marshmallow bunnies?
