Recent events have highlighted the need for honesty and respect among bloggers, particularly those that become regular readers/commenters/friends. So in keeping with this newfound realisation, I guess it’s time for me to come clean.
I’m not really a 50 year old Australian guy with thin hair and a beer belly who lives with his dogs. I am, in reality, a stunningly beautiful, 19 year old Swedish girl trying to improve my English skills by regular writing. And before you ask, yes I do have blond hair and extremely large, freakishly firm breasts. And no, I don’t have a boyfriend.
I need better grades in English to pursue my goal of becoming a nuclear
fizzycist physisits physysyst ah fuck it! I wanna be a rocket scientist. I suppose I could just be a waitress, but that won’t make enough money to feed my 16 brothers and sisters who were left orphaned after our parents were killed in an industrial ice cream accident at the Hagen Daas factory.
Now before you all get crazy and start abusing me, I would like to direct you to the comments for this post. I clearly stated that I had too much class to post this picture, but if anyone really wanted to see it I would. It took about 3 minutes before I got a response. I think they look pretty good(not) but you probably will say they look uncomfortable…..
I’m the tall one in the centre.
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