The past, Worms

Now I sometimes find it hard to blog about something interesting that happens to me everyday, since we all know I have little to no life, I'm very surprised I get as many blog entries as I do and even more suprised that I get readers, especially ones that leave such fantabulous (I have a lisp, imagine me saying that for reals yo! Soon my pretties I will be!) comments. Really I love them all, and I read all your blogs in return, although sometimes, and by sometimes I mean practically all the time don't get the chance to comment on them. I do read them all though! Really truly do!

Anyway, I was sitting here contemplating what to write about, then I decided I would talk about my childhood. I may have mentioned this before but I can't remember, its too hot to think.

When I was a kid, I had walkie talkies, I mean, who didn't have those things as a kid? They may have only been able to pick up signals from about 100 meters away but in a child's eyes, that was a strange magic, all of its own. Everything was magic to me.

Now one day, I decided to shove the antenna of my walkie talkie into the ground, to this day I do not know why I did it, perhaps I thought there was an underground society or I was just being little ol' 8 year old me.

To my suprise, I found out that even though it was in the groumd, I got strange mumbled voices, what could these voices be? Perhaps a phone call? Or a tv signal?

Oh no, no, no, no, no....

It was worms. That's right. WORMS I was convinced that the voices I heard were worms, not just any worms but evil worms. Plotting to take over the world. When my mum asked me why I thought this, I shouted back at her, brandishing a tiny fist as I shouted "They are slimy!"

Great logic isn't it?

If it's slimy its going to take over the world, also, the darn things don't die when you cut them in half and they eat rocks.

See you can learn stuff here at Rambles, and don't say you already knew that stuff, because if you do I'll cry.

Talking about this also reminds me of the game, Worms Armageddon, the game where you led tiny worms with high pitched voices to their deaths, some as suicide bombers, some drowned, some sat meekly in the corner, completely forgotten about till a mine goes off. Gods I loved that game.

PS
I just found $2 in my bra.
I have a magic bra~