On my slow quest to improve my health, to become one with The Health, I have slayed many monsters. I chopped the heads of the many-headed beast known to Netipeasants as The Snacking. No longer am I prodded along by its deadly stomach tickling like those of The Pale. I embraced the wisdom of the Fibers and let them slay the Fatty Thoughts with my hands! Oh ye Fibers who seemed so foolish a mere 12 months before are now my colon's best friends! Speak ye words to its walls, ye Sages of Roughage! I also defeated Tartar and Plaque with a one-two brush. But no where down my journey's road did I foresee that I would have the strength to conquer the Evil Armies of the Tongue, led by none other than Captain Plaque! But I did! With the Tongue Scraper as my ally, I wielded The Health scrape after army-defeating scrape..... *A hush* My greatest challenge awaits me, my fellows. To become a Knight of The Health, I must travel down The Treadmill of the Exercisist.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tongue Scraper of The Health
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4 comments:
Sounds like you have some good movements lately!
Yep, so now I'm beginning to understand what happens to those with too much time on their hands. I want to be able to have time to write about my bowel movements. Of course, I have enough time to write a response to you writing of yours haha.
That's because you are limited by the received wisdom as to how much preparation time a public school teacher SHOULD have.
Huh?
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