Girl's blogs are so full of problems, haha.
Tomorrow's the day I slap your mum.
Fuck, a joke, relax.
I'll be going away.
I'm immigrating to United Kingdom tomorrow.
Sorry my friends.
I'll be staying there for 50 years.
Then i'll come back to open my time capsule that I've kept since 2000000000000 b.c.
I'm making jokes.
It's all a fucking joke man.
Yo.
I'm just going there to be a zoo keeper. For 9 days.
Miss me. I'll say hi to the penguins for you.
"You've got happy feet!"
Anyway,
I'll try my best to get the gifts.
My parents' money, laugh over it while you can!
Then you'll feel the
guilt.
Then you'll be like.
"Oh fuck, Roy, what have I done!"
Then i'll kick you in the nuts.
Woah.
Aren't you just so very happy I'm blogging.
I see you smiling to yourself, hi there.
Woah fuck, what's that in your hands.
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I've been using my blog has a link to all other blogs.So, it is not dead.
What the fuck.
It's damn boring.
Like, i stare at your mum and you stare at me going
"Roy, what the fuck."
The purpose of me blogging today is because.
Blog sounds like bored.
So if i'm bored, I blog.
Just like how
Crap and crab sound the same.
Sometimes, you open up the shell of a crab, only to see it's crap on the inside.
It's the same logic.
Who the hell wants a uk souvenir.
Me.
Yay.
I'm so happy, I'm gonna find some british blondie and some girls from "GIRLS SCHOOL GOING TO UK TOO".
Photographer UK #1, peace out.
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