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For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile.

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If someone makes you really mad, and automatically you think, what a Dapsen, copy and paste this into your profile.

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If you have a pretty good idea of what you think it means, copy and paste this into your profile.

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If you have ever cried when your favorite character in a movie, T.V show, or book died, copy and paste this into your profile.

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Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know what to call someone. Weird is the same as different which is the same as uniquie, so weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it copy and paste this into your profile.

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you are one of the two percent who haven't, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

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If your profile is long, copy and paste this on it to make it even longer.

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Too many kids and teenagers have smoked or tried marijuana. If you haven't, copy and paste this onto your profile.

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If you ever wished you could talk to animals or be an animal, copy and paste this into your profile.

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If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever tripped over air, copy this into your profile.

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If you have ever fallen up a flight of stairs, copy this, put it in your profile

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If you're one of those people who get excited when you see just two reviews, paste this into your profile.

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I like cheese. I think the sky should be pink. How come we drive on parkways, but park on driveways? Or why are apartments called 'apartments' when they're all stuck together? Lemonade tastes good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!

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This following sad story was written by: Jim Willis

When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics
and made you laugh. You called me your child and
despite a number of chewed shoes and murdered throw
pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was ”bad”,
you’d shake your finger at me and ask “How could you?”-but
then you’d relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.

My housetraining took a little longer than expected, because
you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed, listening to
your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life
could not be any more perfect.

We went for long walks and
runs in the park, car rides, stops for icecream (I only got the
cone because ”icecream is bad for dogs,” you said), and I
took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at
the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your
career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited
for you patiently. comforted you through heartbreaks and
disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and
romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in
love.

She, now your wife, is not a ”dog person”-still I welcomed
her into our home,tried to show her affection, and obeyed
her. I was happy because you were happy.Then the human
babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was
fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted
to mother them, too.

Only she and you worried I might hurt
them, and I spent most of my time banished to another
room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but
I became a ”prisoner of love”.

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to
my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked
fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses
on my nose.

I loved everything about them and their touch -
because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would
have defended them with my life if need be.

I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and
secret dreams. Together we waited for the sound of your
car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others
asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of
me from your wallet and told them stories about me.

These
past few years, you just answered “yes” and changed the
subject. I had gone from being “your dog” to “just a dog,”
and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now you have a new career opportunity in another city, and
you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not
allow pets. You’ve made the right decision for your “family,”
but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the
animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of
hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said “I know
you will find a good home for her.” They shrugged and gave
you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a
middle-aged dog or cat, even one with “papers.”

You had to
pry your son’s fingers loose from my collar as he
screamed “No, Daddy! Please don’t let them take my dog!”
And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught
him about friendship and loyalty, about love and
responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a
goodbye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely
refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a
deadline to meet and now I have one, too.

After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew
about your upcoming move months ago and made no
attempt to find me another good home. They shook their
heads and asked “How could you?”

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy
schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my
appetite days ago.

At first, whenever anyone passed my
pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you - that you had
changed your mind - that this was all a bad dream…or I
hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who
might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with
the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to
their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.

I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the
day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate
room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table,
rubbed my ears and told me not to worry. My heart pounded
in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a
sense of relief.

The prisoner of love had run out of days. As
is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden
which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that, the
same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear
ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I
used to comfort you so many years ago.

She expertly slid
the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and
the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down
sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured “How could
you?”

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said “I’m
so sorry.” She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her
job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn’t
be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for
myself - a place of love and light so very different from this
earthly place.

With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey
to her with a thump of my tail that my “How could you?”
was not meant for her. It was you, my beloved master, I
was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.

May everyone in your life continue to show you so much
loyalty.

The End

Things to do on an Elevator

CRACK open your briefcase or handbag, peer Inside and ask "Got enough air in there?"

STAND silent and motionless in the corner facing the wall without getting off.

WHEN arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act as if you're embarrassed when they open themselves.

GREET everyone with a warm handshake and ask him or her to call you Admiral.

MEOW occasionally.

STARE At another passenger for a while. Then announce in horror: "You're one of THEM" - and back away slowly

SAY -DING at each floor.

SAY "I wonder what all these do?" And push all the red buttons.

MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses a button.

STARE, grinning at another passenger for a while, then announce: "I have new socks on."

WHEN the elevator is silent, look around and ask: "Is that your beeper?"

TRY to make personal calls on the emergency phone.

DRAW a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers: "This is my personal space."

WHEN there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.

PUSH the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.

ASK if you can push the button for other people but push the wrong ones.

HOLD the doors open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say "Hi Greg, How's your day been?"

DROP a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream: "That's mine!"

BRING a camera and take pictures of everyone in the lift.

PRETEND you're a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the Passengers.

SWAT at flies that don't exist.

CALL out "Group hug" then enforce it.