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Thoughts of a dying humourist
Friday, September 16, 2005


Finally , some words

Ignorant is a terrible thing to be. I was paging through a magazine this afternoon, and there was this picture of Gwen Stefani and her husband Gavin Rossdale. SO...this writer puts in the caption : "Gwen Stefani and Ross Dale" :D He's actually the very famous lead singer of Bush, and it doesnt say much about a tabloid writer's job skills if they don't know who the hell they're taking pictures of , now is it?.

Anyway

I came across my sister's profile and seeing that she's a total (16 year old) emo kid (any music where a post-teen male is singing/shouting about his crap life and how no one understands him and how much pain he's in , she loves)
And she states her favourite animal as her dead cat.
Now I know that she had a cat, and it got run over, so she's merely saying that she liked the cat. But it can be read as her sitting there with a half-rotting feline corpse feeding it Whiskas catfood.
I found this hilarious and disconcerting in equal amounts.
*shivers*
Anni
18:38

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