Yo. Pumkin here. CHESTnut not here. From what I can comprehend, someone had been shamelessly pushing this particular blog to everyone and everywhere she knows. Not that I mind. I'm bored, in fact. I'm a boring, old, cranky, sarcastic round orange blob of nothing. But a orange lazy, cranky, 100 years old, bored, lousy blob does have a good side. It does not try to behave what it isn't. I'm not a bird. Therefore, I don't twit. Be happy. I'm doing a lot for you since I'm not eating you up this very moment. No worry, there's still Kill Kate, he'll finish you up. Ah. I'm dreadfully bored. Is the song irritating? I hope it is. It's not? Darn. Remember to tell me to put ' choose a more irritating song ' on my to-do list. Wait. I don't have one. Oh well. * kicking back and lay on the sofa. * I have been wondering why people actually read this blog. It is a boring, lazy, idiotic, irritating * ponder for more words * , stupid piece of a website. Wait. That's wrong again isn't it? This is a website like a baboon's backside is blue. Oh well. Let's play pretend. Pretend this is a website. Got that? Ah, very good. * Relax and begin to sink deeper into the sofa. * You may be asking why words are appearing all over the screen when I am studying the patterns of the sofa. It's really none of your business, issit? Oh well. For a reward for reading this seriously boring, lazy, idiotic, crazed post, I shall revel the deepest, darkest secret of my life. Is this getting intresting? Oh dear. This won't do. The twits will allow me to kill them. To make this boring, I shall not revel. Wow. Nice solid block of words. * sink even deeper * I swear this is getting hot, I wonder why. Maybe Kill Kate is roasting Chestnuts again. Hmmm, would like some. Anyway, what is the main point I need to make? Let's see........oh yes, I need to say welcome to this boring, crazed, stupid, idiotic, irritating blog of ours. If you are seriously still reading this, you need to get a life. Be a baboon. Make sure to colour your backsides a bright shiny, healthy colour of a tomato. Or a shark. A turtle. Someone recently make a movie of 4 greens turtles with a piece of cloth blinded over their eyes. Or feel free to join us once I got all the geeks to write up the rules for joining. The trouble is, I'm too bored to tell them get. So you may have to wait. Or, if you have a brain a size of a peanut no, smaller than Mr Bean, go be a bird. Be a twiting bird. Wear pink.

Wait a minute. I did not say I like twits or accept them. I'm only too bored to actually raise a huge topic out of them. Thousands of errors and 10 seconds to say them all. I don't have the time, yes? Besides, I'm too busy laughing out my innards.
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f you are still reading, I seriuosly think you need a check up. A simple one. Even I can do it. Don't worry, just to save time, I shall check for you. Now, please poke your head inside my mouth........