Spackledorf

Hi. Dork and I (Booger) decided to make a blog. We were all excited about it and planned out our first post and got all motivated and all that stuff you never want to do when you’re a teenager and have better things to do with your life, like video games and Pixar movies. But then we pretty much forgot/didn’t care/were too lazy/insert something here about the blog. So it fell to the wayside, and no one has cared until now. Then, suddenly, EVERYONE CARES. Not really, but I wanted to write something and Dork said “lol, write on the blog or something,” and I was all “DUDE NOW THAT YOU TOLD ME TO, I’M NOT GONNA, BUT THAT’S A GREAT IDEA,” so…. Here we are. Dork told me to post, so that’s what I’m doing. Yep… Posting. What fun. The only thing that would make this post more fun would be magic markers. But, my magic markers are all dry, so we’re just going to have to use stale cheetos. Which are considerably less fun than magic markers, but fun nevertheless. 

I’m running out of ideas here people. Let’s talk about fun things, like velociraptors and kitties and glitter. Not really. Those things aren’t very fun, especially when submerged in water. They can become deadly. Really. No joke. I know someone who DIED from glitter submerged in water. They were in the bath, then SUDDENLY, the glitter drags them under and drowns them, right there in their tub. Not really. That was a lie, and I’m sorry. 

If you haven’t died from boredom, I’d like to introduce you to my friend Dork. She’s awesome, basically. She knows things, like how to cook and clean and collect penguins and take obnoxiously long showers and sing songs and flail around and play laser tag and flail some more and generally be amazing like a boss. She’s been my best friend since middle school and knows almost everything about me. She’s also a ninja, because she knows crap about me that I don’t even know. We have inside jokes and special days and stories and joint husbands because that’s what best friends do. She’s a nerd, I’m a nerd, we’re all nerds together and that’s okay, because you don’t want to be a nerd alone, because you may just get shoved in a locker and who’s gonna help you? That’s right, no one, because you don’t have any friends to be nerds with. But when you have nerd friends, they can help you out of the locker and assist you in exacting revenge against the jerk who shoved you in the locker. Dude. Awesome, right? Yeah. Darn straight, that’s awesome. Fabulous, even. Anywho. Dork is the bomb. We like to blog, write, draw, dance, and wear silly hats together, because those are awesome things to do, and we are awesome. Indeedy do. 

Anyway. I’m glad you took the time to read through this pile of nonsense. I’m really sorry about it. I’ve just eaten a doughnut and now I need to go dance to burn off calories. Huzzah!

Snarf darf. 

-Booger