As I was perusing youtube, I scrolled through the comments of a lovely Michale Crawford video (swoon) and about halfway down the page, I see a large paragraph that starts with "Once you start reading this you can't stop, sorry..." and I was like BITCHES! So of course the internet gods made sure that I finished the reading the story about some girl who was killed while walking her dog through some forest and when I reached the end, I had about 2.9 seconds to re-post the video, or I would die and so would everyone I knew and the world would end as we know it.
SO of course I run around screaming, "OH SHIT! OH SHIT! for about 2 seconds , leaving me .9 seconds to re-post and save the world.
Ok, no... but really, after I read the first line, I scoffed and scrolled down to keep reading comments about the wonderfull-ness of Michael Crawford's voice (swoon) and then I went to go check my facebook (cause you know, only cool people go on facebook) and then I peacefully went to bed.
The odd whoomping noise coming from my laptop didn't bother me, seeing how I don't really treat it that well (what, with spilling water all over it and such). So I went to bed, not really noticing the the whoomping noise was getting louder and the usually calm blue glow that emitted from my laptop had started to turn a sinister red...
The next day, I flip open my computer and log onto my webmail, but when I click the "login" button, a large crack sounds through my room and throws me back into my seat, and then my screen goes completely black, and before I can even say 'oh fuuck!' a sound like a giant vacuum starts and all I watch in horror as my computer screen gets larger and larger and my rolly chair starts to get pulled towards it.
In a final act of self defense, I grab onto the edge of my desk, my legs are already in my laptop flopping around in teh weird empty space behind my screen, and I scream as my fingers slip. I then grab the next closest things - my makeup bag and a can of macadamia nuts.
'Well I'm screwed' I think to myself as I go flying through my screen and leave my room behind.
(my adventures with chain letters will be continued after I take a shower)
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