roxxxaannne!

so, i haven't posted for awhile, and have decided that i should, because, frankly, i can so i will. the grads looked sooo goood! there were so many sparkles and stuff, it was like *BLIIIINNNGGG!*(hey kiersten) and yeah, i'm excited/sad about next year. if my parents were cool, then i could be up there with them, but they're not, so i wasn't...i mean, have you LOOKED at what i'm left with? next year will be HORRIBLE! kidding guys, i love you all!
anywho, so this string walks into a restaurant, and asks the waitress for service. the waitress says (much to the string's dismay) that they do not serve strings, and that he will have to go elsewhere for service, as requested. soon, the string's buddy (another piece of string) comes along, and the first string says to his buddy that they don't serve strings, and that they would probably have better luck elsewhere. the string's buddy tells the first string not to worry, and that he will get them food. the string's buddy then proceeds to rub the top of his stringy little head, and ties a knot in himself. he then confidantly walks up to the waitress, and requests service. the waitress looks him up and down and proceeds to ask the second string if he is a string as well. the second string looks at the waitress and replies "no, i'm a frayed knot!" (get it? 'fraid not...frayed knot...)
and then he found five dollars
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