Thursday, May 13, 2010
Five after 20
Yes it's true. I am anti-hypo. It's up to you to fill in the blank after hypo. Whatever it is I'm anti it. Such things may include, but are not limited to, hypocrites, hypoallergenic things like that hypoallergenic pillow, hypoadenias, hypoalbuminemias, hypochondriacs, hypodermic-syringe, and hypohippo. What? You want to know why I'm anti hypo? You must really love story time to keep asking me those type of questions. I'll tell you but then you have to promise to be good and go right to sleep (even if you read this while it's still day time). It all started when I was a young boy growing up in the gutter outside my house... No. That's how I realized I could be a scuba instructor for half the regular price of scuba diving I I used random people's backyards without them knowing. It really all started one summer day in January. The sun was hot but the snow was cold. Everything was going fine till I tried jumping in front of snow plows to scare the drivers but... No. That's how I ended up electing a penguin to be the president of my fan club. She's a funny little penguin and grandpa says she'll be back after she's done pushing up daisies in our backyard. You know, I can't really remember when I started becoming anti-hypo. It could have started last night when I made the shirt or years before. How do you think I became an Anti-Hypo-ite?
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