alyrai: I made another song today.
Britlee1650: Bacon is really good with cheese.
Britlee1650: Cheese is like Bacon's best friend.
alyrai: It goes "I'm a happy dancing racoon, I'm a happy dancing racoon, I'm a happy dancing racoon, I'm a happy dancing racoon . . ." and so on.
Britlee1650: No, it's its mother.
alyrai: Lmao.
Britlee1650: HAHAHA
alyrai: It has a backstory.
alyrai: See, I have these paper plates that are the most adorable thing. They're shaped like animals, and I got a racoon one with my lunch today, sitting with the kids. We had tuna melts. And some tuna got in the racoon's eye.
alyrai: And I couldn
alyrai: t help but think, "Man . . . it must hurt to have tuna in your eye."
alyrai: And I was bored. And the kids were bored and whiny. So I picked up the plate and used it as a visual aid for a story about the racoon wih tuna in his eye, and how much that hurt.
Britlee1650: hehe, I wish I was there.
alyrai: But when I picked him up, the tuna very slowly slid down the plate so that it was no longer on his eye, but instead in his whiskers. Then it finally plunged to the floor with a sastisfying "gloop" song.
alyrai: sound, rather. Not song.
alyrai: And so the Racoon was very happy that the evil, painful tuna was no longer in his eye. And when you're happy, you dance. Unfortunately, it's really a paper plate that's shaped like a racoons head, and you can't tell it
alyrai: s dancing when it's bobbing like a cork in bad wine. So it needed a song to emphasize that not only was it dancing, but it was dancing HAPPILY.
Britlee1650: Like I said, I wish I was there.
alyrai: Lol. :p
Britlee1650: haha, wow, that would be soooooo entertaining.
alyrai: Lol. Sorry. I'm not making much sense, I'm sooo hyper and happy.
Britlee1650: I want you as an older sister.
alyrai: Lol.
Britlee1650: To make up tuna stories about racoons.
Britlee1650: Or more Racoon stories about tuna..
alyrai: No you don't. I am mean to the demonic leprachuns.
alyrai: I'm like, "You stink. Go away, small child of doom. You're annoying. No. Stop that. You can't eat cake, I will not allow you to be a normal child and eat anything with sugar you see. No. My cake. Stop it, you twit."
alyrai: And I crush their dreams, "You can't actually BE a teletubby when you grow up. They aren't REAL."
Britlee1650: HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAA
Britlee1650: LMAO!!!
Britlee1650: I wanna be a tree when I grow up...
alyrai: "You can't be a tree when you grow up. They aren't REAL."
alyrai: ;-)
Britlee1650: HAHA Yes, they are look out side!!! HAHAH
alyrai: What tree? Quit hallucinating, mortal fool!
alyrai: No more drugs for you! Speaking of TREES as if they actually exsisted! Pfft!
Britlee1650: haha, but they do! I've seen them.
Aly was not drunk when she posted this at 9:35 PM
