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My favorite mistake would have to be a mistake while riding like maybe the time that I didn't wear my helmet right. and then I was just straight rippin up this trail and this stick is laying on the ground and I hit it with my back tire it came up thwacked me right in the side of the head I almost wreck and it the stick almost knocks me out my vision went black for a couple second and what it taught me was not that I should wear a helmet but it taught me that I should not run over sticks

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so they stole the easter bunny welll that is really unfortunate for them becuase i am on the hunt. if there  isno easster bunny then that means that there is a shortage of jelly bellies and that is going to be a problem for me becuase i like those things and i gotta have them so i dont know what it is going to take to find this eater bunny guy but i will track those litte green punks down i will get to the end of the rainbow but if they arent there i will hire every hit man in the game to day because they like easter eggs and jelly bellies as well as the next person so i will do what ever it takes to find them that is it.

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I played with my food I just never made mashed potato castles with a gravy moat because that's just like ridiculous. but I mean like yeah I think every kid played with there food but I like to spread my potatoes out flat then rake out little rows with my fork so that it looks like a field maybe put some little pieces of corn all up in there stir it up and just eat it on up. I like to blow milk bubbles and I think those are like to only foods I played with    I don't know I just was always told not to play with my food   

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i know who took the purple pen its true but no it twas not me and i do know that the person was a male around and over 6 feet tall about 170 pounds. ill admit i have known that he took the pen and i shall not reveal a name becuase his identity is a secret ,but i shalll have you know that he treated the pen like one of his own he bathed it washed and put it to sleep on time and he used  it down to the litttle drop of ink then we gave to pen a proper burial said a few words and shed a few tears and now he will never be the same agian he will never love the way he loved that one purple pen