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I'll think about that tomorrow!
My mom and I are watching Gone With the Wind and it has been recognized that I am Scarlett O'Hara Minus Southern Accent. Well, what's the mattuh with preferrin' to eat barbecue instead of talking about some silly war, anyway? I do declare!
I don't normally approve of hitting slaves, but for Prissy's sake, I'll make an exception. I'm proud of Scarlett for only verbally abusing Melanie Hamilton-Wilkes behind her back so far. I would have punched her by now, because SERIOUSLY, where did Ashley dig up this sappy, whispering wet blanket?
Well, I have a long life of adventure ahead of me, including marriages to the only Hamilton lamer than Melanie, Mr Stuttery Whiskers and Jugears. Yippee.
srah - Saturday, 12 February 2005 - 5:34 PM
Tags: gone with the wind, movies
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Comments (8)
Picnic-hater - February 13, 2005 - 7:52 AM - ℓ
I hate eating outside. Besides bugs and wind that blows things around I once had a bird fly over and poop on my plate! Foretunately I was mostly done eating.
Picnic-hater - February 13, 2005 - 8:45 AM - ℓ
My favorite war is the one that lasted the least amount of time and caused the least amount of people to die and left very little to talk about!
Hey, shut up! He's my favorite character!