Winter sucks.
It is not romantic.
It is not fun.
It's only pretty during the first five minutes.
Also only pretty on postcards.
Give it a rest, mother nature.
If you looooooooove winter, you are ridiculous.
Come live HERE.
You'll get over how "cute" and "great" and "beautiful" and "romantic" you think winter is.
Because the only thing that winter is
Is AWFUL.
The End.
**A Poem by Chatterbox Sara**
Sara and Jim's random, funny musings that will make you laugh, cry, scream, and be thankful you did all three.
About Me
- Chatterbox Sara and Injun Jim
- We are Sara and Jim. We worked together at a place called SESDAC that you wish only existed in your nightmares. We also had classes together. We're both brilliantly smart and you'd never even guess that. We're also really funny which astounds most people. We like to be nice, we like to be mean, we like to talk about randomness, we both speak Indian languages, make homemade pizzas, and love iTunes. We both have degrees and jobs. Neither of us are losers but we live in loser-ville. We are racist to each other to show our deep and profound love and appreciation for each other. Someday we'll write a tell-all expose book that will shock and astonish and amaze people. Someday we'll also be rich and Jim will live in Sara's basement. Jim is now BFF's with Sara and her Dweemo husband, Nolan. We are here to pump. You. UP.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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