No one goes on this site anymore. It's okay, cause you reap what you sow, and the xanga phase is over. Myspace is here now-- what more do you want to do with your life than be cam-skank, and whore it up on the hot-or-not ranks. I give the bucktoothed 60 yrs old 5 stars --- she shot her picture from an obscure angle. I respect that because it's original, oh i'm sorry original in the sense that 3 of every 5 myspace users do their pics like the said 60 yr old.

 

  Schools wack, I'm through with it. Let's start a rebellion and write silly things on our locker doors. "Mr. So and so touches his students", "I don't really approve of physics", "Lunch lady Doris picks her nose!". Yes. I'd tap with my pimp cane ever so gently. Yes, my pimp cane would be one carved by Teddy Roosevelt himself, that splendid man. He's the wholesome soul of which presidents should take after.

 

  In short, Bush should wrestle a moose. Then maybe he'd have a plushie named after him, instead of the girly extras of a woman.

 

 

   I like this cat, a lot. Not because I drew him a while ago and his silliness has embedded himself in me, but when I'm old and my shawl-wearing phase kicks in, I want my cat to be high-- just like him.

 

  And he will know the flying dragons I'm talking about.

 

    

                                                                   - Dorothy.