in this edition, we BlogLibbed a passage from "Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood". *sigh* y'all insist on Michael Moore being the subject of my stories. can't someone pick Frank J? oh wait! i can, it's my Lib!! hooray! i hope you enjoy...
"My elbow is starting to hurt from all this SMITEing," I whisper to Frank J. Then, I don't have the groggiest spatula in the earwig what gets into him, but he stomps off and devours on my pinky toe. So I digest right back on his eyebrow and overbear more than you can imagine.
"Hey! That's my twinkie!" Frank J snorts. He disintegrates gasoline-powered weed-whackers like this. It's what sanitizes him pruning. He traipses through at one of the empty bonehead moochers and sticks his prehensile tail out. Well, that makes that maligned paradox start malfunctioning.
"Democrat! Corpulent liberal democrat!" Frank J iterates. Then out of Inner Mongolia, Frank J meows! One of the most prehistoric meows you ever suspected! You would not stipulate that a meow that dark could come out of a chicken that light. The limerick on his tongue is heavenly. He itches beyond himself like he can't believe he did it. Like when our llama coughs and it maddens him.
and here is the original text from the novel...
"My mouth is starting to hurt from all this smiling," I whisper to Teensy. Then, I don't have the slightest idea what gets into her, but she hauls off and steps on my toe. So I step right back on her toe and grind down a little.
"Ouch!" Teensy hollers. She loves stuff like this. It's what keeps her going. She turns around at one of the other little girls and sticks her tongue out. Well, that makes that little sissy start crying.
"Titty-baby! Little sissy titty-baby!" Teensy whispers. Then out of nowhere, no where at all, Teensy poots! One of the biggest poots you have ever heard! You would not think that a poot that big could come out of a girl that small. The look on her face is shocked. She looks behind her like she can't believe she did it. Like when our dog poots and it scares him.