You know what I love?, Eating paper! Options

[xtwitchyx]

Ok, so I don't really eat paper. I have a friend who does though. Anyway, I love those people who believe that their life is over after some really small stupid little thing happens to them. Some of them spazz out and it's amusing. Say a person has a pair of lucky underwear or something and the lucky underwear disappears. Then the person is like "Omg! I can't find my lucky underwear! My life is over!". I wish people who spazzed over little things like that lived by me. I'd never be bored.

I also love those people who are afraid of germs too. They crack me up. I wish some of them lived by me. I'd be busy handing them all kinds of things with germs on it or I'd be trying to make things with germs on it touch them. Like the toilet brush for example. I wouldn't actually let the toilet brush touch them, but I'd hsve a blast making them think that I would let it touch them. Oh the fun I could have. I could chase them up and down the streets of this town with germs! It would be germ chaos. I love my way oft thinking.

Now, lets talk about my childhood. When I'm in a store and I see some kid begging their parent for some really over priced toy that they swear they can't live without, then the parent babbles about how it's too expensive. I always start to think back to my childhood. My parents weren't rich. They couldn't always buy me that over priced toy. I had to depend on being creative to keep myself amused. For example, I remember me and a whole group of other kids going around finding dead snakes to throw at eachother. We would find them laying along side of the roads and such. Then we had to go hunt for sticks that would be really long and perfect for picking up the dead snakes to fling at whoever the target in the group was. That was what we did for fun. We never complained, we screamed a lot if one of us got hit wit hthe snake, but we never complained. We just thought of it as something we had to do to keep ourselves amused. So I think these parents need to come up with stories like this to tell their kids, instead of just saying "That toy is too expensive.". They should really let the kid know how good they have it. Let them know that they should love their toys they already have and are lucky that they don't have to resort to picking up roadkill to throw at one another. (And yes, that story is 100% true! I only wish I were making it up!)

[xtwitchyx]

Well thank you and hopefully you'll think of some other stories to tell about when you were a kid. I can't wait.

My brothers used to be paranoid about germs. As they got older, it kind of wore off. So yeah, I can't really have fun with that now.

[arcanum]

Well thank you and hopefully you'll think of some other stories to tell about when you were a kid. I can't wait.

I remembered two other storiesss. =]

When I was little, I was convinced that my sister was a monster. But I was too scared to sleep in my own room, and used to sleep in her room with her. I'd rather her eat me than another monster. I know, I was a silly kid. But I really thought she was.
I would lay awake in her bed sooo paranoid... but eventually, I would fall asleep.

Another story, My sister and I were down the street at our friends house, and we were playing popcorn on the trampoline.
Well, I wanted to be the 'popper' but so did she. So we fought about it, She was like "I can jump higher!" and well.. she jumped up, I flew up in the air, came down on my leg wrong, and it broke.

Yup, thats all for now.