Whoosh.We had the red/black meet for track on wednesday. That's where we split the team in half and do a bunch of mini-events. Turns out I'm the fourth best standing long-jumper on the team. And I can high-step 4ft 8in. Shweet.
Me, David and Mike made hobo signs out of a box we found behind a restaraunt downtown. They said "Civil War Veteran, need help" "Parents are tightwads, please help" "Need a ride to Uranus, Please help an alien out" and "Too young for booze. Please donate." We went on sat on the bench with the statue of the guy with the birds and held our signs up to the cars. We made $1.02. We almost broke even for the $1.50 Sharpie...
First track meet on tuesday at home. I'm running the 100m 200m 4x100m and throwing discus.
I've got a couple drawings I'll probably post some time this weekend. Get excited.
Alot of the girs on the track team are total babes. Just sayin.
That is all.
Aroused
Devious Comments
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Smee: I've just had an apostrophe.
Hook: I think you mean an epiphany.
Smee: Lightning has just struck my brain.
Hook: Well, that must hurt.
*pew pew* RED LASER!!
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If you open your mind too much, your brain will fall out.
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"I think my brain's on backards."
Impossibility is never a good excuse for failure to try.
Sometimes, the most sane people in the world are those who doubt their own sanity.
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"I think my brain's on backards."
Impossibility is never a good excuse for failure to try.
Sometimes, the most sane people in the world are those who doubt their own sanity.
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