these boots are made for walking
I. Am. So. Tired.
Just something to cheer you up (the link above, I find that guy hilarious). I’m heading South, South and a little bit to the East. That’s were my bed’s at and I can hear it calling me. “Coooome to meeee, coooooooome to meeee”.
First, just a few words about today. Put together the following: “too much” + “walking” and what do you get? My day, that’s what you get. Outcome of the day: I think I’ve found a house for my brother, my brother bought a mug at the Disney Store and the Italian we had at the restaurant had nothing to do with Italy. I think what made it Italian was the black pepper and the Parmesan that they put on E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G! Ever had prawn cocktail with pepper? Well don’t. And if you like it, you’re weird. I also think that people have come to believe that those guys over there (Italy, that is) only eat pasta and pizza. People, get real! Do you eat only “bangers ‘n mash” and “fish ‘n chips”?
I did like my brother’s new coffee mug though. I think I might get one for me as well! Is it too late to familiarize myself with the Winnie the Pooh characters and merchandise? After all I am almost 20…
“Coooooomingggggg beeeeeeeeeddddddd…”
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