Giant balls of Death...

Please do not take the title of this post in the wrong way, pick up what remains of your minds from the gutter and read on...

Before I get to the Albi-Business...I am going to have a rant.

A Grammar rant.

BU-BUT ITS NOT ABOUT ALBINISM?!

Calm down Kitty- I'll get there.

Here is a selection of words that appear to puzzle the select few:

Your

You're

There

They're

Their.

Here is a statement combining all of these words- And also my frustration with the world.

I blame the fact YOU'RE unable to comprehend correct grammar on YOUR education, but mainly I just blame the parents, THEY'RE the reason you can sit THERE and think what YOU'RE saying is correct. Then you get people like me, who have to read these errors and bite THEIR tongues in disgrace with eyes full of tears of hate. 

ITS-NOT-THAT-HARD-IS-IT?

P***** OFF Disapproving Albino hedgehog says NO.

Rant over. (My grammar rants are never over)

 And now to speak about the Giant Ball of DEATH.

here it is:

Yes...the Sun.

It has been refereed to as my foe...And it will always remain so..my Foe...

Whilst the normal amongst us think:

And:

The majority of the Milky- Bar kids think:

Oh S***

No...Not again...

What do we do...OMG...

AHH HELL NAW.

I'M STAYING INSIDE.

bye everyone- I really must go inside.