Darien's Conversation with Himself

Post another one. I need to smile. =|

I forgot to use my manners, sorry.

Please.

I love sporks. :) I have a spork in my backpack-oh wait no, it's a spoon. I have a spoon in my backpack and his name is spoony, and he has a neckbrace because his head snapped off from his body. I got him and drew a face on him on my birthday, so his birthday is my birthday. Spoony had some little brothers, but people liked to snap them in half, and after the 5th little brother was vicously killed, I stoped trying to make spoony compuny for those long times when I leave him in my backpack and don't check up on him...

Figured I'd give you some thing slightly entertaining to hold you over until Damien decides to post some thing. ;) and plus, everything I've told you about spoony is true. He came with my birthday coacoa in second peroid, last September.

Erm? Damien? I can assure you that is not my name. For I am Darien. Darien the Great.

Wow, that sounds so beautiful. I love it.
From this day foward, I shall be called,
Darien the Great.

Darien the Great it is. *nods* mmyup!