I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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If you had your own planet, what would you name it?
I think I would name mine Twinkie.
Tell us more about your planet.
My planet would be yellow, because it’d be so close to the sun! Me luvz me sum sun!
And the people (or Twinkinians as we like to call ourselves) are all peaceful, loving, silly, goofy, short, chubby, fun loving folks. We are distant cousins to the Wizard of Oz Munchkins from the land of Munch. Except we’re shorter and our voices are annoyingly more high pitched.
Much like the treat, Twinkinians have an "unlimited shelf life". Our scientific studies show that Twinkinians will survive even after a nuclear explosion.. and even much after cockroaches have died.
Sweet! Can I visit?
Absolutely! We'd love to have you! Tourism has been on the decline ever since someone created their own planet made of chocolate!
Absolutely! We'd love to have you! Tourism has been on the decline ever since someone created their own planet made of chocolate!
oops.... double post... dangit...
It was worth saying twice.
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