Usually when I try to write a new entry it falls flat on it's face.
But while eating a cookie, I was thinking about that one ghost story about the bride who fell down the stairs [you know the one] and was wondering how people come up with stories like that if they're fake. So I decided to write my own. Here it goes:
-ahem-
Once there was this guy who liked pomegranetes.
That's as far as I got.
Thanku for your time
-Mirikitani
Sunday, March 22, 2009
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