Come Ramble With Me!

Will you ramble with me?


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(I bet I'd win!)
You sure about that? I was a pretty weird kid. (Like, when I was 4, I preferred to read a huge dictionary front to back for fun, rather than read those children books. And that dictionary I had was my best friend. People would come over, see me reading the huge thing, and think I was pretending. Oh, no...I found that book so intriguing! Not to mention I kept TWO of the same copies in my room. :idunno I was (and still am), weird! :lol: )
The dictionary was actually thicker than this one:
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And don't get me started on encyclopedias...:gig
 
A dream from when I was a little kid:

An evil magician who's a bubble guppy (?) decided to hypnotize everyond into thinking that they should steal my stuffed chickens and ride buffalo ( :gig) so I hid the stuffed chickens in the attic while the magic bubble guppy was fixing his beard in the basement (my house is a double wide, it doesn't have a basement or an attic lol!) Honestly I don't remember what happened next or if anything happened lol!
 
You sure about that? I was a pretty weird kid. (Like, when I was 4, I preferred to read a huge dictionary front to back for fun, rather than read those children books. And that dictionary I had was my best friend. People would come over, see me reading the huge thing, and think I was pretending. Oh, no...I found that book so intriguing! Not to mention I kept TWO of the same copies in my room. :idunno I was (and still am), weird! :lol: )
The dictionary was actually thicker than this one:
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And don't get me started on encyclopedias...:gig
That makes me feel quite normal
 
A dream from when I was a little kid:

An evil magician who's a bubble guppy (?) decided to hypnotize everyond into thinking that they should steal my stuffed chickens and ride buffalo ( :gig) so I hid the stuffed chickens in the attic while the magic bubble guppy was fixing his beard in the basement (my house is a double wide, it doesn't have a basement or an attic lol!) Honestly I don't remember what happened next or if anything happened lol!
That is just...oh, so hilarious! :lau But it's on! Time for another crazy dream of Silly Starburst!
(I think all of my dreams always end badly...:th)

Once upon a time, in the faraway land of Antarctica, me, my many, many siblings, and Mutter (mother) were on some ice. We were traveling along, when suddenly huge orca balloons came floating out of the water! We didn't like these orcas, so we began to run as fast as we could, my Mutter, who I never thought was a very fast runner, sprinting so fast I could hardly keep up, using a stroller as a jet ski as she jumped into the water, dragging me and the others with her.
There were many adventures in those seas that day, including interrupting some very chubby narwhals dining on a polar bear with an octopus chandelier, as well as floppy dinosaurs using the ice as an amusement park.
But then, suddenly we were back home - but...now we were penguins! And an old man came in, his face etched with so many wrinkles, he looked slightly like a tree - and all of his teeth were decaying! He did, however, wear quite the smart suit, made of black and white fabric. In his hand, he carried a big net.
That's when I realized he was a penguin catcher! And that suit was made of penguin skin! We knew he wanted to catch us and kill us, so we quickly ran out onto the large porch, cowering in fear behind potted plants and whatnot.
We were just beginning to think he wouldn't find us when my mother picked up the fabric cover for the grill (It's used to keep it dry when it rains. Which is almost all the time over here), and started shaking it, over and over, and over! It was very, very loud. We kept telling her to be quiet, but nope! She just kept shaking it.
The dream ended with the penguin catcher looming over me, a wicked smile tugging his lips and a cruel laugh echoing from his mouth.
 
That is just...oh, so hilarious! :lau But it's on! Time for another crazy dream of Silly Starburst!
(I think all of my dreams always end badly...:th)

Once upon a time, in the faraway land of Antarctica, me, my many, many siblings, and Mutter (mother) were on some ice. We were traveling along, when suddenly huge orca balloons came floating out of the water! We didn't like these orcas, so we began to run as fast as we could, my Mutter, who I never thought was a very fast runner, sprinting so fast I could hardly keep up, using a stroller as a jet ski as she jumped into the water, dragging me and the others with her.
There were many adventures in those seas that day, including interrupting some very chubby narwhals dining on a polar bear with an octopus chandelier, as well as floppy dinosaurs using the ice as an amusement park.
But then, suddenly we were back home - but...now we were penguins! And an old man came in, his face etched with so many wrinkles, he looked slightly like a tree - and all of his teeth were decaying! He did, however, wear quite the smart suit, made of black and white fabric. In his hand, he carried a big net.
That's when I realized he was a penguin catcher! And that suit was made of penguin skin! We knew he wanted to catch us and kill us, so we quickly ran out onto the large porch, cowering in fear behind potted plants and whatnot.
We were just beginning to think he wouldn't find us when my mother picked up the fabric cover for the grill (It's used to keep it dry when it rains. Which is almost all the time over here), and started shaking it, over and over, and over! It was very, very loud. We kept telling her to be quiet, but nope! She just kept shaking it.
The dream ended with the penguin catcher looming over me, a wicked smile tugging his lips and a cruel laugh echoing from his mouth.
You need to stop eating the pizza at Sea World! :gig
 

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