Canadian Extravaganza Strikes Mid-Teenage Boys as 'Odd'

        My mum (I rather like the sound of that) has been getting on to me about considering to post something more unoriginal, mainstream, traditional, meaningful, non-jabberwack, logical, and sensible. But I insist on not conforming to these ideas, and continue to concoct un-relatable pieces. If you can relate, something might be a bit off.
        It occurred to me, that it might (or may not) interest you as to why my mother wants to (but fails to) have a say in the matter of what I write. See, I tend to chant catchy phrases that I've written all day. And her response is usually, "God bless, but your little friends must definitely not enjoy all these crazy rants," except, it is in Swedish, less religious, more sinful, and very direct. But, aye, (I rather like the sound of that as well) I love my mummy. Excuse the fact that British television and my new found enjoyment of re-rerererererereading of the Harry Potter series, has gotten to my head.

Here's a Game you Should try:

(College Boards, please look the other way)

1) Think/say a sentence that uses a lot of adjectives/adverbs of which all of them are f***.

2) Replace them with as vividly worded string-of-Homer-things and beautifully woven phrases (that hopefully do not include the word f***).

3) Gaze proudly into the horizon at the precious sentence you yourself just created.

Mine usually end up describing toads and saunas and other irregular topics, which is fun.
If any of you read this:

Rebecca- Describe a vintage, chipped teamug
Grace- (I WANT TO HEAR THIS) a urinal (or, a rotting log, your choice really)
Audrey- a taco
Cindy- a top hat



Please note: the nice little word that begins with an 'f' can be replaced by blah. Also four letters. It is just that blahing doesn't sound very nice rolling off my head-tongue, you know the tongue for the voice in your head, I mean honestly, your thoughts have to have a tongue.