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Pick the month you were born:
January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I kissed
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena With
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1-------a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an ipod
29-------a surfer
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want
Green---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway. Brown---------because I can..
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!

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CalvinHobbesluver20 Jul 20086comments

gurglesmatch storyCalvinHobbesluver

(I think she had a sugar high when she worte this)
Ok so there's this new boy at my school and his name is Oobi. And he's, like, really hot. Like, ON FIRE hot. ??? Here is his pic to prove it:

www.chuggnutt.com

See? I told you he was hot!!! But you can't have him... He's MINE! ALLLL MIIIIINE!!!!!!MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

So anyways we are having a date Friday night. Well he actually doesn't know yet because I've never spoken to him... (but I got his number from his sister's friend's mother's cousin's boyfriend's uncle.) I have his address too because I followed him home from school one day and almost got hit by a car. And then I watched him through the window for the rest of the day. (Let me tell you a secret... Oobi wears Buzz Lightgear underwear. How is that not HOT??? ???????????????) my friends think I'm a stalker... oops, that was a lie. I don't have any friends. My conscience thinks I'm a stalker... but I'm not! I just follow him everywhere I can!!! *sigh*

Alright well I better call him now before I get off topic again. But I can't go crazy when I hear his angel voice. I will not scream. I will not scream. I will not scream. *dials number*

Oobi: Hello?
Me: *screams*
Oobi: Hello?!?
Me: *screams again*
Oobi: Ummm... is anyone there...?
Me: *screams again* (The sound of my scream breaks window, my cat runs out of the room and crashes into table, lamp falls over and hits me on head, sound of my skull cracking and me screeching in pain)
Oobi: Oh my gosh. Hold on... I'm calling 911. *hangs up and calls 911*

------------------------------------------30 MINUTES LATER-------------------------------------------

Me: *slowly opens eyes, notices I am in hospital bed with people standing around me*
Oobi: Guys! She's waking up!
Me: *Groans* How long have I been unconscious???
Doctor: Oh, just 56 years. JUST KIDDING!!! *bursts out laughing, does not seem to notice that everyone is staring at him like he's some kind of freak*
Father: About half an hour. how are you feeling?
Me: *just notices Oobi staring down at my face and screams*
Doctor: Maybe we should let her sleep some more. I think she may be traumatized.
Mother: You THINK?!?!? What kind of doctor are you?!?!?!?
Doctor: uhhh...

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CalvinHobbesluver17 Jul 20083comments

Against Child AbuseCalvinHobbesluver

U HAVE TO READ THIS POEM! IT IS SO SAD!

My name is Becky
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Becky
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

There are thousands of kids out there just like Becky.
And you can help.

Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to not be effected by this story. And because you are effected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might
sound, it might just indirectly

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CalvinHobbesluver8 Jul 20080comments

I'm Secretly a GnomeCalvinHobbesluver

Its pretty funny that you opened this because in the next seven days you will:

* have someone fall in love with you

* find a $20.00 bill on the ground

* find out that the person you like likes you
back

* your best friend will get you a really nice gift

* ur gonna get a gf/bf

* ur gonna get an A+ on all ur tests

* ur gonna get 10 new friends

* ur gonna find a 50 dollar bill

BUT...

first you will have to repost this with one of these titles:

"I ATE A YELLOW RUBBERBAND"

"I GOT ARRESTED"

"YOUR MOM"

"I HAVE A G/F or B/F"

"!!"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

"I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU"

"I'M SECRETLY A GNOME"

"I HAVE SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO TELL YOU"

"I'M GETTING MARRIED"

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CalvinHobbesluver30 May 20080comments

Guy's Point of ViewCalvinHobbesluver

>
> You might agree with it, but when it actually happens 99% of girls don't realize it 'til it is too late and that guy who did it is so frustrated that he has moved on to someone who will take notice.
>
> From a guys point of view:
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> We don't care if you talk to other guys.
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> We don't care if you're friends with other guys.
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> But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah, it ticks us off.
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> It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.
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> We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.
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> Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till he morning.
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> Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.
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> Don't tell us we're wrong. We'll stop trying to convince you.
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> The best thing about a girl is her confidence.
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> Yeah, you can quote me.
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> Don't be mad when we hold the door open.
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> Take Advantage of the mood im in.
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> LET US PAY FOR YOU! DON'T 'FEEL BAD'
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> We enjoy doing it.
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> It's expected.
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> Smile and say 'thank you.'
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> Kiss us when no one's watching.
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> If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed or in general happier. its the same as telling everyone back off this is my girl.
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> You don't have to get dressed up for us.
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> If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
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> We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT you are.
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> Honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up. plus, if you wear too much make-up its bad for you in the long run.
>
> Don't take everything we say seriously.
>
> Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
>
> Don't get angry easily.
>
> Stop using magazines/media as your bible.

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CalvinHobbesluver30 May 20080comments