someone gets an F and runs out screaming.

they hit the kid in the back of the line.

that kid falls down and hits everyone else,

which eventually gets to me.

I fall down, hit a steel wall, and suffer from brain damage.

suddenly i think straight, and i walk home and start dancing.

as i dance i see a computer, i start laughing at it and dance more.

now i'm brake-dancing.

i hit a lamp with no light and it falls to the ground.

i turn on the light and a fire starts.

i remember i'm supposed to do something at a time like this.

i can't remember so i get on the computer.

i'm now on www.yahoo.com and i'm thinking,

"that was some good dance moves i was kicking out dog!"

or dawg.

or dogg.

never mind that.

anyway so i was on some website when i started typing random things in.

next thing you know,

i have a website.

 

now...

now i'm flying on my wings through europe looking for the sugar plum farries of lochness mcfiver.