Tig sed he wuz goin' to Alabama. "Spoze he has a banjo on his knee?
Seems like if I remember my geography, Alabama isn't "zakly on the way to Tennessee. Oh, well. guess he feels like drivin'--lotsa gas, doncha think?
Wonder why he's droppin' in on his sister unannounced. "Spose she'd tell him not to come if he told 'er he was comin'? Maybe his family is as dysfunctional as this one:
blog satire, DJ style DJ got tired of waiting for Natalie to update her Live Journal so he could get his turn on the computer. So he decided to write his own Live Journal entry, on paper, and called it a satire of his sister's blog.Posted by Moona at December 23, 2004 02:43 AM | TrackBackDec 20.
Today I made a PB&J sandwich. Then I farted.
Dec. 21.
Today I made a tuna sandwich. Then I farted. TWICE!
I rock.
He asked us to leave comments on the paper, so I wrote:OMFG! LOL! WTF??
Underneath that, he drew a frowny face and wrote [listening to: the saddest song EVER]
You probably had to be there. It was funny, really.
20 December 2004 - [source -- ed. reformatted and attributed to conform with applicable rules of blogging etiquette.]