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[09 Dec 2005|08:11pm] |
YOU ALL HAVE TO LISTEN NOW. I HAVE A JOURNAL AND I AM A L337 C0CK4713L AND YOU WILL RESPECT ME AND LISTEN TO ME AND SEND ME ALL YOUR CUTE HENS BECAUSE I AM ONE HOT LITTLE PACKAGE AND THE LADIES LOVE ME OK.
Today, Mom left for awhile. I was not happy - first she didn't let share her breakfast this morning, and then she left. I was forced to play with one of my toys. BORING. Even though it looks like I'm having fun. BORING. It's a lot more fun to help her with her homework and help her type messages and close computer windows.
She came home and let me have some of her dinner, but STILL. A COCKATIEL MUST STICK TO HIS PRINCIPLES. Until he's given lettuce, at least. It's her birthday on Wednesday and she got some weird green paper from her dad, and wouldn't even let me chew on it - LIFE IS SO UNFAIR ~:>
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That's from me! I usually make Mom type for me but she was SO not interpreting my wolf-whistling the right way. So I had to take over, ok? Sometimes a cockatiel has to take CONTROL. I AM THE MASTER OF MY DOMAIN OK.
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