So me and my aunt, DarDaDar, just got back from a midnight trip to wall-mart and we were soooooo tired! Most of the time we don't get tired till about one but for some reason we got there and immediately it was like the Angel of passing out was with us (cousins with the Angel of death). DarDaDar was having a panic attack, and I was doing what I always do when I'm so close to exhaustion, I babbled and laughed and pointed and then did it all over again. DarDaDar pointed out to me while we were their that I'm always doing that but then decided that's because I'm always tired. It's a good thing I'm funner when I'm tired then when I'm awake, my problem is that I don't go to bed till really really really late and then I only sleep for like 4 hours a night and then to top it off I'm always using so much energy that I don't have in the first place. So that's why I was tired, DarDaDar was tired because she used up all her energy farting away the day.
So like I said we were at the store and now...IDK I forgot what my blog entry was going to be about...
Alll Welll, off to pop a paint-ball in my mouth.
So this is how you spend you time when you spend the week end with DardaDardar?
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