I'm being bitten, by a biter. ouchie. A bald biter. Who corrects my spelling. Well maybe I want to spell it that way. Did ya ever think of that. huh? huh? I dropped my orange juice. and the glass-ness opened his thumb up. Just a bit though. Don't worries. "Shhh you shouldn't say such things..... or else the BOY will here you" He's killing my ear with his trumpet-ness. But you have to beware of the Blob, and be careful of it too. Oh wait. It's a Sax appearently. But Angela has made the same mistake before. So I'm allowed. I'm sitting with Moby. Listening to Bon Jovi now. He's doing Poi with Keys. And bye bye now. have fun.