Sunday, April 8, 2012

One Poop.



Happy Le Easter.
You are all seriously so wonderful and interesting and kind.

However, I have this problem. This problem where I can be all super philosophical and have these legit blogs and stuff... and then the next day have the desire to talk about how I ate so much candy today that I'll probably poop funny tomorrow.

Can I tell you a secret? That's a thing amongst my friends. For example, if I picked up dinner mints, I would say, "Oh my gosh, I could eat these until I poop funny."

I just realized this is not a ladylike thing to blog about.

But I like you guys... and anything goes here, my friends. 

Also, it's April. April lacks censorship.

ALSO, also. Melinda just told me I should open with the poop thing. So I have peer pressure, now. This makes it all okay.

So, I ask you, my lovelies... what could you eat until you poop funny?

Since this post has zero censorship and I am severely digging myself into a hole, I'm going to throw this out there:



I stayed up late last night fangirling One Direction and have a definite crush on Harry Styles.

The End. 



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6 comments:

  1. I could eat popcorn. And that stuff could defo make anyone poop funny.

    That's okay- I'll have Louis x

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  2. alright, a blog post about poop. now this is funny.

    i don't mind girls talking about poop sometimes, i think it's hilarious.

    i have one question though, why do you have the picture of "one direction" on your blog with the title one poop above it??? haha.

    Happy Easter!

    : )

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  3. AHHH I have a blog post planned about One Direction for tomorrow. I was like having a major dance party Saturday Night. I thought I was going to wake everyone up. BUT I DIDN'T CARE

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  4. oh, the joys of blogging and being able to talk about poop and one direction until your heart's content!

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  5. I think Saturday night was a One Direction fangirl night for EVERYONE. SO MUCH FUN! I LOVE THEM. I can't decide if Liam or Niall's my favourite. Also, poop.

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  6. For me it's not what could I eat; it's what could I drink. And that, my dear Alleesun, would be a caramel latte. I swear I could live off those... if it weren't for the fact that I'd probably die from lack of nutrition.

    Poop poop poop poop poop poop poop poop poop!

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