"Living In An Amish Paradise"
I'm pretty sure there were Amish people out on a boat last night, and it wasn't one of those rowboat dealies either.
It would be fun to be Amish, I think. For maybe a day. Then I'd want a hot shower and some internet cuddle time, and I'd go on my Rumspringa and never return.
P.S. A weekend update is coming, I just have to edit it so it's not too long to be readable.
It would be fun to be Amish, I think. For maybe a day. Then I'd want a hot shower and some internet cuddle time, and I'd go on my Rumspringa and never return.
P.S. A weekend update is coming, I just have to edit it so it's not too long to be readable.
posted by juxtaposer at 12:30 PM
4 Comments:
I like long, unreadable things.
You would, Miss My New York Trip Takes Three Days and Eleven Bags of Baked Lays to Read Through In It's Entirety.
I loved every minute of it.
Except for the minute when I just made up the eleven bags of Baked Lays, because they sound really good to me right now. I wish they were digesting in my tummy.
Hahahahahaha!
Eleven bags of Baked Lays...oh man.
I'll have to try those soon.
Holy fricative, I apologize... ITS, not IT'S. It won't happen again.
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