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14:09 on 10.14.02
"just for laughs"

"just for laughs"

despite being a high honors student, i have always been able to give blondes a really bad name. i usually talk before i think things fully through. so when i can't decide between two things to say, i usually end up saying both of them, in some twisted mixed up way. or i just can't talk... what can i say? i fit the dumb blonde stereotype.

so here's a list of all the stupid little things i've said over the past few years. even if you don't get them, they're still funny to look at.

*the king of all dumb blonde mistakes: what time is ten?

*instead of potential and kinetic energy, science now has kitential and ponetic energy.

*time for a visit from the wicked witch of the weast. (so she's a little confused and doesn't know where she came from.)

*baywitch batch (instead of baywatch bitch).

*"she was a boy, he was a girl. can i make it anymore obvious? she was a punk, he did ballet, what more can i say?" (wow, now i have my genders confused.)

*you have to turn right, no left, no right, no left... i don't know where i am going!

*i'm going to go knock him up now... i mean, knock him out!!! not up, out!

*i'm going to have a heart attack in my leg!

*my pen attacked me!!!

*plaid is my color. don't you agree?

*i think he needs to voulez-vous coucher avec ashley ce soir.

*le president des etats-unis est facile. (translated: the president of the united states is easy.)

well, that is all i can think of, and even though that isn't everything dumb that i've said in my fifteen years of life, it's a good tast of my stupidity.

written for pieces of you

chelsea ©'s johnny

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