Bri's Own World

Heeeey guys. I'm back from the asylum again And I'm not going back!

-Yeah, sure Bri, whatever you say

Ignoring! So anyways, while I was at the funny farm...

-Yawn

Aaaaaaaaaaaah, it's nice to be back from the funny farm again, guys! I've discovered the need to tell you all what it is that I do with myself every day.

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF~~~BRI

2:00 am. Wake up in cardboard box, stretch, and count spoons.

2:30 am. Make breakfast (curdled milk and escargo stolen from Antonio Banderas)

3:00 am. Sneak into neighbor's house for toilet paper and cashews.

3:30 am. Read the phone book.

4:00 am. Still reading phone book.

4:30 am. STILL READING PHONE BOOK...LEAVE ME ALONE!!

Calm down, Bri. Caaaaaalm down.

I'm finally out of the asylum!

And all better!

Or are you?

I am! I really am! And nothing you can say will make me insane!

What about...

Don't!

I am the...

No! Please! I have to be on my best behavior!

FEAR ME. I AM THE...

Stop! Don't do it!

STOP INTERRUPTING ME!

Ooooh...somebody's angry

*breaths deeply* I'm under control. Now, why was I mad again?

BEcause I would let you say... oh crap.

Oh crap? Why can't I say that?

I think I'll do away with the numbers now. Guess why???

I'm not insane anymore!!!

FSHZZZZZZZ

And now it's time for...

COOKING WITH BRI!!

Alright, ladies and gents. It's time again for BUTCHERING EXPENSIVE INGREDIENTS INTO INEDIBLE MUCK WITH BRI!!!

That's right. So, this week we'll be...

FSHZZZZZ

And the weather today is something I cannot predict, because I really don't know anything since I'm only the anchorwoman and I don't actually understand anything I'm saying. I just say it and pretend to be smart...