Too Much Time on My Hands?... Perhaps

Now, This is the story all about how
My frown got flipped turned upside down
I'd liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I changed my frown to a smile so fair.


In Vancouver, WA born and raised
Hudson's Bay was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And shootin some b-ball outside after school
When a couple of guys
They were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and chanced to meet frown
Said I gotta move up to Prairie, a bit happier part of town

I whistled for a cab and when it drew near
The license plate said "SMILE" and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought hmm...'Naw forget it' - 'Yo homes to Brush Pr-air'

I pulled up to the school about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smile later'
I looked at my Smile
It was finally there
Restin upon on my face as the smile so fair.

-Keep on Smilin'- Peace out Yo!

It's Better to Smile, Than it is to Croak!

This happy little frog is HAPPY. When I saw this it made me feel happy all over. 1st off I love Tree Frogs... When I was young I used to catch them all the time. And I had an eye for them too. They are usually green or brown, so they blend in really well with their surroundings, but for some reason I could pick them up on radar like a hawk (Except I didn't swoop in and try to kill them with my Large Tallons).

I also love the arcade game frogger, don't know why that's relevant, but none the less, now you know one more useless fact about me.

So for all the *hoppy* little frogs out there (Sorry, I couldn't resist) may you never be spotted by a hawk, and may you always keep on smiling!


To the rest of you...

-Keep on Smiling- (too :)