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This is my adopted goth fetus named "Cringe". Hooray fetus!


I kill me
09.22.04 (1:50 pm)   [edit]

Today was pretty cool. 


English was just that...English.  Wow.  I managed to get my reading done before class, so that worked out okay.


Then I had my first Biology lab!!!  Yay!  I worked a microscope...hehehe.  So, I prepared my slide of Euchariotic cells obtained from the inside of my right cheek and carefully slid it into place.  Focus....focus...adjust the light...THERE!!  I see you little guys!!  All dyed blue, there they were, smiling up at me. 


So I then adjusted the power and took a closer look.  I was taken aback to see that them little fuckers were armed!  Yeah, they had little knives and nunchuks and stuff.  Some were goths and some were ninjas.  Others were little bikers, even.  "RIGHT ON!" I yelled out.  Of course I blushed when everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at me.  At the same time, I have never been prouder. 


Adjust the power and look closer....I watched in facination as one of them little biker cells pulled out a '45 from his holster and blew away a mime cell.  Whoot!!!  I didn't know they were packin' heat!  The mime cell fell, engulfed in his death throes.  That's when an evil little clown cell popped out of nowhere and started jumping up and down on him.  You could see that the mime cell was in agony, but it did not make a single sound.  The horrible clown cell just laughed and laughed as he used the mime cell as a trampoline.


Then the ninjas hopped in the fray and started beating the clown cell all to hell.  He wasn't laughing for long.  That rocks!  I hate clown cells!!  The biker cells were not to be outdone, since they were the tough, burly cells on the slide, so they started fuckin' with the ninja cells and all hell broke loose!  When it was all over, every cell was dead, the goth cells having killed themselves.  All that was left were little cell harleys and cytoplasm covered nunchuks. 


I'm in a better mood now.  :)

 


posted by: care (reply)
post date: 09.22.04 (2:02 pm)

I'd like to take this moment to laugh out loud.

and thats not easy for me to do... sure I smile a lot but it takes a DAMN good read/joke/story to actually make me laugh thats spontainiously (sp)

yup... i'm putting this one in the zine... got the pictures ready to draw!



posted by: Marko (reply)
post date: 09.24.04 (9:11 am)

No Pirate cells?
:-(

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