moan sters

MONSTER HOUSE

you shall watch this. i was flabbergasted.

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A GRUESOME DEATH.
There was a long, long line of spirits at the gate waiting to get into heaven. Not all these spirits could fit into heaven, so the ones who died the worst death would be allowed in.

The first man in line started telling his story, ''Well, Peter, you see, I knew that my wife was cheating on me so I decided to come home early from work one day to catch them in action. I got home and searched all over but I couldn't find him. Then when I walked out onto the balcony, there he was dangling off the darn thing by his fingertips. So I ran and got a hammer then started beating him with it and he fell. Well, the fall didn't kill him, because he landed in a bush so I picked up the refrigerator and threw it on him. Although that killed him, the strain gave me a heart attack, and here I am.''

The next man came up and started his story. ''St. Peter, I always work out on my balcony on the 14th floor of my apartment building. I was on my bike one day and I fell off when it flipped. I sailed over the rail and I thought 'Please God spare my life' and he did. I caught on to a balcony below me. I was even happier when a man discovered me hanging there. But all of a sudden he started beating my hands with a hammer so I fell again. But the dear Lord saved me again when I landed in a bush. But I'm here now because the guy threw his refrigerator on top of me.''

It was now the third guy's turn to start his story. ''Well, Peter, just picture this. I'm hiding butt naked in this married chick's refrigerator.....'''

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definitely this is utterly not recounted to MONSTER HOUSE. just a random joke i found. =)

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i want to shop shop shop! i have not get enough of any. and people do not break promises. vintage dress? cool.

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and. i used to think that money is everything. with money, i need not worry how much to spend. with money, i need not find thrills. with money, i can buy branded stuff [twits]. with money, i can have chaffeur with limousine, or any big bikes [must be within my reach]. my extreme general term of money.

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wrong. money is not everything. money cannot buy love. cannot mend your mistakes. would drown your mind. reflects your character. so what with branded stuff? where does your humbleness go? think highly of yourself? choosing what kind of people to talk to-i hate it?

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think about it. girls like me that think that money is everything, it's time to change your mind. and i really really hate girls that choose people to talk to-i do not want to be one of them. woah. i definitely deride them. and guys would be worse. they do not worth a thing in me. complete parcel of: rich man son-nose high up-choose people to talk to? perrfectt suack.






they shall be butt naked. lol.