|Name||The Ex-wife who came out with everything of yours.|
|Member Since||Jan 10, 2012|
Goliath parrots are the world's most elusive imaginary creatures, and last night one just ran across my backyard!! Oh, wait a minute. It was only a criminal fleeing from the police. MY BAD. I'm thirteen years old and a compulsive liar, by my own standards that change every time I update my About Me. Why would you want to know about me, anyway? I'd like to think that I'm a very knowledgeable twenty-year-old, but I understand that there is still so much more to learn in my short lifetime, so I think that my favorite color is red for that reason. Sometimes I wonder where I come up with my sentences. But then I realize they're not even mine anyway. Because if they were, then that means I would have had to create the English language, and I didn't, unfortunately. I invented Romanian, instead. If you think that loving and losing is better than never loving at all, shame on you. Did you not once think about what the goliath parrot would say to that? And now you're just going to chase him away even farther. THANKS A LOT. I spent sixty years studying that poor bird, and now you've ruined all of my well-accomplished research. Did you know that goliath parrots like peanut butter? Me either, but we'll never know for sure because you just scared him off and he'll never come back again. Why are you still standing there? Do you not know shame when it whacks you on the head? Or are you just distracted because you've never seen a seventeen-year-old before in your life? Well don't worry, because I'm not seventeen. So scram.