Why is it that every time the froggies have parties, they always have gallons and gallons of milk?@_@ Don’t get me wrong, I love visiting my friends, especially now that it’s Keroleen’s birthday, but why milk?@_@ They’re really thoughtful because they gave me apple juice, because they know I’mlactose-intolerant, but still, the milk… is there. I can sense its evil white presence on the table, in the glasses, in the refrigerator, and in my friends’ tummies. It’s out to get me, I tell you! Milk hates me, and no, I’m not talking about Cinnamoroll’s friend (I love that little baby!) Okay, okay, maybe I’m hyperventilating just a teensy bit, but I tell you, I really can’t stand milk. The mere sight of it makes my stomach turn. Don’t believe me? Look at the picture they took of me.
Unfortunately, that’s not a joke. I’m literally green, and no, it’s not with envy. And let me tell you, it does not go well with my outfit.
Now, imagine what I was like when we were trapped stuck in that milk truck.@_@ Just make me a few shades greener and that’s about right. I’m still very thankful to Mr. Keromoo, but I just wish it wasn’t a milk truck.
Whoops, I have to go. It looks like Kuromi wants to gobble up Tabby.@_@ Why a rabbit would eat a fellow rodent (no offense of course, Tabby!) is beyond me. I got to stop her, or else Zashiki will truly snap - they just reunited, after all.
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January 25th, 2008 at 2:09 am
I know how you feel. one drop of milk and I feel it all nignt.
February 3rd, 2008 at 12:55 pm
But…but…milk is good…
I don’t want to force you to like it though…
Anyway, thanks for going to Keroleen’s party.