This tale is about a tale about my tail.

If you don't want me to tell you a tale about my tail.
I can tell you to stop reading this tale about my tail.

If you want me to tell you a tale about my tail.
You can keep on reading this tale about my tail.

Before I tell you a tale about my tail.
Let me tell you another tale about a teal telling a tale about a little girl's ponytail.

A teal one day wrote a tale about a little girl's ponytail on a piece of tilted tile.

I read it and it was crap. Although it was not as crap as my crappy tale but it was crap.

But if you can't crap out the crap. Then it's not really a crap. Just shut up and keep on reading you piece of crap.

Anyway, it was so crap that i had to tear his feathers off and crushed the tilted tile with a tale about a girl's pony tale written by that teal.

The teal burst into tears then said "why the f**k did you tear off my feathers and crushed the tilted tile with my tale about a girl's ponytail written on. My owner - the girl with a ponytail will tear you apart."

Then I was thinking that girl with a ponytail might actually tells me she likes me and wants to write her tel. on my tale since I crushed the tilted tile that teal brought.

She got no more tiles to write her tel. on so had to write her tel. on my tale.

To Be Continued...(maybe not)



Unknown "Steven" Hungry - 16 years, 11 months, 17 days ago