I'm sick

Wanna know how I know I'm sick? Because my voice is super deep. This means my larynx isn't letting me manipulate it like I normally do because it is irritated and infected.

Normally I artificially enhance my voice to be a little bit higher and perkier, plus it helps people to hear me better, but my true voice is a deep baratone. Not quite Barry White deep, but mmmm.... baby baby baby it's so close to you, so close to you I can see it coming, oh yeah, mmm.. unh... baby baby it's so deep when I think of you.

*Ahem..* Excuse me, sorry about that, I turned black for a moment.

Why do I have a USB cord that is of perfect strangling length on me at all times? rofl Death by USB.

Time for my yearly Thanksgiving rant.

"Oh Lord, we give you thanks on this day, for enabling us to defend our blood soaked lands, and kill those bloody savages who helped us along our way. For whom without, we surely would've died in our first year on in this new world, Amen."

This is the true thanksgiving day prayer all white people should say.

If you'd like more information about this "National Day of Mourning, check out this site, "The Real Thanksgiving."

That is all for now, please go gorge yourself on more fatty foods you fatty!

Ps... You're not really a fatty, you're just festively plump! XD