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Hello all you B-E-A-utiful viewers, subscribers, commenters, people, dogs, monkeys, fish, but not Cats; they are not welcome here! They're just evi...
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Hello all you B-E-A-utiful viewers, subscribers, commenters, people, dogs, monkeys, fish, but not Cats; they are not welcome here! They're just evil spies, out to take over the world. Mark my words, that is their plan.
Now, on to the Emily part of this episode!
Some pretty decent Emily scenage this week ("scenage" is not a word, but, I. Do. Not. Care). I love Samara. Do you love Samara? Of course you do. Why wouldn't you? She's flipping flawless. Your argument is invalid.
I decided to throw in a bonus scene this week. It's only fifteen or so seconds, but I felt that since many people who watch these weekly videos are Spencer fans (anyone here from the #BooRadleyVanCullen tribe?). So since this week was important in her "she's clearly gay" growth because it has been confirmed that she is a top. Just look at how she told off that nurse and that voice... Oh my god.
Sorry... Just excuse me while I... Go... Do... Something.
Note: The ninth Pretty Little Liars book, Twisted was released today!!! (Lea Michele quantity of exclamation points just shows how great this news is)
Diary (as it has been dubbed):
Alrighty, a few people commented about my dental surgery, so I thought I might as well let those who give a damn, know how it went.
*Warning, I was only lucid for about 10% of the following story. The rest occurred while in the wonderful state, known as sedation*
I wake up to my mom and a dentist leading me out to the car which I literally fall into. Then, what's the first thing my mom and brother decide to do? Go to chapters. Apparently on the short drive over there, we passed a building which had just been painted a bluish colour and when I brought that up, my brother informed that it was in fact, grey. So I told him that that was racist and that all wall colours should be treated equally. The two donkeys in the front seat (my mom and brother) started laughing, which led to tears, which led to me assuming that I had done something wrong.
Once that was sorted out we made it to the store and off they went. However, while they were browsing away, I was told to stay in the car and have a nap. Apparently I don't listen very well to commands while my brain is soaring 10km high in the sky. Therefore, after what must've been two minutes, I turned off, got out of and locked the car, then made my way in to a store that is exactly the same no matter where you are. I must've found my brother immediately because the first thing I remember is seeing him by the magazines and having him ask me something along the lines of "what are you doing in here?". Which I replied to with three very simple words; "I got lonely."
I think I blacked out for a minute because the next thing I remember is finding a Queen book, fanning though it, noticing that it was mainly comprised of pictures and deciding that I needed it for my 'books I will hopefully look at one day' collection. Another black out must've occurred because now I'm with my mom and brother telling them to get me the book. Another black out or maybe I just blinked and plugged my ears for a bit, and now I'm at the front cash, where my mom is paying. I notice that my book is no longer in my hands and I ask where it went and she said that I already had that particular one. I blinked again and now we're back in the car where I must've thought I was in a photo shoot of some sort because my brother has about half a dozen photos of me with the derpiest smile on my face.
After that I just remember playing with my lips, speaking Abi-nese, blacking out a few times and letting them know how awesome I felt.
After a few hours the drugs -and therefore, my comedy skills- wore off and all I wanted to do was sleep, so that I did. For fourteen hours. I was like a freaking bear.
It's been nearly six days since the surgery and the stitches in my mouth have loosened dramatically, but have yet to fall out. So at the moment I have what feels like a cross between dental floss and a fishing line, wrapped around my top front ten teeth and through my gums. It's hell.
What I learned from this experience:
1. I get very lonely, very quickly while drugged up.
2. Stitches inside your mouth feel really weird.
3. No matter what anyone says, you are a freaking model while sedated.
4. Ibuprofen makes me sleepy, so it's not a good idea for me to take one and lay down outside because I'll just fall asleep, get a sunburn and grow thirty freckles.
5 (most important). Never ask to get a Queen book while slightly out of your mind because you will ultimately be disappointed.
6 (also important). I DO NOT HAVE THAT QUEEN BOOK!
Oh and I almost forgot, Happy Canada Day and Fourth Of July!
I spent my (Canadian) long weekend eating chicken noodle soup and mushy Poutine. What were you guys up to?
Enjoy!
(Holy Samara boobs, that was a long description)
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Thank you,it really is one of my favorite subjects,Romance that is.
The Looks
Im working on a new viddie, a romantic love song.
Wishing you a great day and fab weekend hun.