Today is Quailsday. Today was all about quails. All day, every day. Yeah. GUISE GUESS WHAT IT'S SUPER IMPORTANT ok so the difference between a quail and a whale is that little extra 'q' right? Right? So just imagine; tiny little whales with legs running around the desert. MIND TWERK. OR, how about a giant scaly quail diving into the ocean shrieking the song of the belugas? DOUBLE MIND TWERK.
GUISE I HAVE ONE MORE SUPER IMPORTANT THING TO SAY I am soooooo proud to say that Victory in Wonderland is at......997 views!! My mind was so blown today. I'm such a tiny bit away from being considered a real WOMAN. Ok, I'm confusing this with a quincenera, but you guys get it. I'm blown away. So blown away, I AM THE VORTEX. I am inescapable. I AM THE WHIRLPOOL OF RAINBOW SUCTION. Ok, maybe not. Maybe a little bit. Ok, let's not. Tee hee.
Now, I should be cramming. I really should. But I would rather cram my brain with the internet than Algebra II. But life isn't all about what you like, you know. It's about ignoring everything you dislike FIRST, and THEN it's all about what you're not ignoring. So I shall still be cramming. Cramming my face into a jar of Nutella, HOLLAAAAAAAH!!
They should make rainbow Nutella. My gawd, YES.
Love and Nutella-covered quails (If I ever catch you doing this, you will have a little sense smacked into you. By me. With a brick. Covered in barbed wire. And the Quailian Army will rush forth and scream the great war cry of the Republic, and they will claw and peck at your face and put you in unthinkable agony to restore their wounded comrade's honor. No pressure.)
Victory
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