http://graffiti.skrbl.com/Super392

feel free to doodle on my graffiti board. I like random messages to stare at when i'm bored

oh and if you leave a comment here just saying "I wrote you something" then its more likely I'll see it seeing as people might delete things. (plus, I'll have no idea who it's by otherwise..)

There’s a possibility that I'll get run over tomorrow. Or maybe I'll get eaten by a parade of slugs. Ooorrr Shelley Fountain will fall on me… or I'LL BE POKED TO DEATH BY A SMALL MONKEY, or perhaps Oklahoma will decide it doesn’t like me and shoot me through the middle toe then I'll die of blood loss or maybe...

Maybe Beckham will kick a ball so hard that it will fly through the air and pull one of my hairs out, then I'll decide I wanted that hair and I'll cry and because I cant live without that hair so I'll eat a jam sandwich which was poisoned but then the poison wont reach me and you'll spring out of the bush with a laser gun and we'll fight to the death then neither of us die so we’ll walk off into the sunset and I’ll fall off a cliff and land on a bed of needles that are soft and fluffy like DEATH

But then I'll survive and walk off the bed and into the ocean which is actually the Dead Sea so I’ll just float there then realise I have no food so someone collects me on a boat and gives me a jam sandwich which has poison in it but I survive the poison… then..

Errmmm..

Ok, a parrot takes a sea anemones hands and cuts them into small shapes like knives then pokes me until I bleed lots, then a monkey comes and bandages me up with cushions covered in LEMON JUICE but the lemon juice has been neutralized so I thank the monkey and a strawberry gives me some drugs to make me feel better while an orangutan plays a banjo in the corner.

A banjo string breaks and Tilly comes in with a spare sting and passes it to me with an apple - who isn’t very happy about the situation. So the apple bites my arm and the pope plays a quiet song on the flute while the cat from space sings a lullaby that’s so daunting that I fall asleep on the hill, then the sun pops up and says hello then it goes because it has no significance in this story and tilly tells the moon to come back because she quite enjoyed the company of the pope with the banjo.

Then I fall over the ruins of the castle and break my legs but the ants come in a sports car with a spare one and fix it for me because they rock like that, so I give them a guitar that Harry Potter gave me and they walk off in a space suit covered in jam while Elise’s great great great grandmother offers everyone a spoon.

Elise takes a spoon and pokes Tilly with it while Tilly eats a sponge cake with purple cream and the icing pokes Elise and Elise falls off the cliff and Emily goes to save Elise and flys with a toaster to her rescue and they have a tea party in the air and there’s elves singing happy birthday to the clouds. ‘aahhh’ says Emily to a tired Elise who looks as confused as the small monkey who had been poking jay in the stomach. But the marmalade and onions didn’t seem to mind because they all liked it really. Then they smelt a strange smell and realised Emily and Elise were still falling off a cliff.

So they went and found the picnic blanket which was a magic carpet and they THREW IT OUT THE WINDOW because it wasnt the one that Emily and Elise were using so they found Superman and made him fly over the cliff into the dead sea with Gary Jules who wanted to be in the story because he likes mad worlds. Then he sank in the Dead Sea because he became fat from the many a spoonful of sugar he had eaten. Mary Poppins flew past Emily and Elise with a small monkey that wanted a ride to the clouds so he could continue to poke jay with a red straw.

the sky went green because Emily’s mind has fallen to feel treeish and Emily and Elise climbed up the cliff while Emily got shot by the chameleon on the side of the mountain. The pope screamed like a girl and dropped his banjo while Marilyn Manson started to dance the Macarena and Jay thought it was all a game so he ran into the toilets and Elise looked very aroused. “Shhh none of this makes sense anyway.. I mean c’mon…” Emily whispered. So the printer made a picture of the beans in Emily’s pocket and

GEMMA CALLED ME A FREAK. *cries*...





...like she can talk.