March 28, 2008

• What I said.

  Earlier today I was having a telephone conversation about myself. Really, I was, it's the truth.

          "When I was born, my parent's couldn't afford to feed me baby food or any type of food at all. So as much better solution, my mother would regularly go out to the local Value Village thrift store. She would clip off as many buttons as she could find and stuff them into her pockets and many various handbags without getting caught.

          At home she would empty out her socks, shoes, and all sorts of button carrying objects into a blender and set it to high. By feeding an infant of my age this wonderful concoction I was able to become as cute as a button."

  • 11:49 pm
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