Lol, bet that title caught your eye.
All I meant to imply was that I'm going to answer your requests from the Tell Me All Your Secrets journal.
Brandon wants me to: Tell some funny stories.
Jazz wants me to: Talk about my thumb.
Here's a funny story for you, Brandon:
Last night when I was walking the dog, I had her off the leash and was walking down the sidewalk to the crosswalk and this truck with some young guys in it pulled up at the stop sign. Well their window was down and they started whistling to Asta trying to get her to approach the truck even though I was RIGHT THERE. I figured they could hear me so I said, "Okay that's MY dog. Go." And they just started laughing and drove off. And that was my funny little adventure. Wah-lah.
And here is a little essay about my thumb, Jazz:
One of my thumbnails broke not too long ago.
It was the one on my left thumb.
The one on my right thumb is very long, almost like a claw.
My right thumb is slightly longer than my left thumb.
Not counting the nail, of course.
It's been a long time since my thumbs have seen some action.
I haven't had a good thumb war in weeks...a month and several weeks I think.
I have good thumbs.
They bend and swivel and they're not freaky or double jointed.
I should give my thumbs names.
The right one will be Doctor.
The left one will be Hampton.
There you go, people. If I disappointed you in any way...well I refuse to apologize.
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