If a picture paints a 1,000 words I'll make sure I give that painting life. I make history through my mystery of joy, pain, and misery. Somehow I manage to keep walking in MY OWN shoes, hoping to lose the swelling in my feet through the blues. B.B Kingz... I play my guitar; I let the margins become my strings, strum them with my pencil and create notes of quotes that you could sing!
Written by: KingPin For Loca Kingz =)
8.05.2009
The random blogger question
Once upon a time there was a frog who was bald and wore a very bad tupee. (Whats a tupee? A wig for boys) So he was ribbeting along the pond and came upon this girl. She kept skipping rocks and hitting his lily pad. (Whats a lily pad? The leaf where frogs lay.) He jumped over to her side and landed on her head. Ribbit. Ribbit.The girl calmly touched her head and felt the frog who was bald with the bad tupee. SHE JUMPED! She screamed! She ran. The frog had slipped into her back and when she stopped running, she felt the warm liquid rushing down the arch of her back. She fell and cried. The frog wouldnt leave her alone. She grabbed the frog and asked "What do you want from me?" Ribbit Ribbit and he puckered his lips. The girl kissed the frog and he jumped out of her hand. He kept jumping for joy and transformed into a handsome young man who was bald with a bad tupee. He took off the tupee and thanked her. "Thanks I thought I was going to wear that thing for the rest of my froglife. Hey, I am hungry, wanna eat?" The girl, stunned, gladly accepted. The end. ;-)
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