Me: bow to me your reaper! The harvester of all souls!!! I am the god of you all! Muhahahaahahaha while some run and the others stand frozen with fear ad my sythe spans 42inches and can kill thousands in one sweep i am!- Dad: alec time to come in. Me: why??? Dad: you screaming your god while mowing and chasing grasshoppers with the mower is a sure sign youve been in the heat to long. Me:....... Dad:. -silence- Me: valid point. -parks mower and goes in side-
Posted on: Thu, 03 Oct 2013 00:30:10 +0000