Rabid monkeys with fancy tools

Penguins. *squeals*
Want to get embarrased in the cinema? Bring me along to Happy Feet. You’ll be embarrased real good. Unless you’re related to me by blood. Then I’ll probably be my other cold self and not even laugh when Ramon tricks himself to jump (or fall) off the cliff. Call me two faced. It’s an insult, even. You don’t know how many faces I’ve got.
My main topic. Why do musicians seem to be so goddam tragic. Musicians, mainly rockstars. Rock. Stock. The whole shebang. There’s this .. I don’t know. Air of self-destruction and melodrama in them. They’re full of sadness and tragedy, it consumes them. It really does. I mean, listen to Peterpan. The lead singer sounds like as if the apocalypse is dawning upon us and he’s singing his entire soul out to the girl with hope that she’d hear him and go back to him or summat. Knowing that she would never. He would never.
Who reads all this stuff I write, anyhow. Those who read, kindly leave an ‘Aye.’ Thank you very much.
If nobody reads, I’ll still go on writing. Because I like to.
Went for a wedding dinner just now. One of the band members really, and I do mean really, looked like Dan. I wanted to slap him senseless, or slap myself senseless. I can be pretty damn violent.
My mom’s always telling not to use the word ‘damn.’ DAMNDAMNDAMNDAMNDAMN. I’m a little rebel. XD
Am I really funny?? What sort of funny?? Haha funny or ummmmm funny??
The bridegroom was kinda yummy.
Heh. Rhymed.

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