Welcome to the personal blog of kittensauce

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    Scary font spelling out the title of the blog post: T U M B L R

    Hello peoples. I am here once again to type at you and make you laugh, hopefully.

    Recently I've been playing an ungodly amount of Just Dance. It's fun.

    I'm typing this on my phone so now my fingers are tired.

    See you next time I guess.
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    TumbIIIIr (that's four i's): Shattered Dreams and Broken Legs

    I was working on a song for this post, but then I remembered I don't know how to write music.

    As soon as I figure out how to make something even remotely appealing to the ear, you can expect to hear a song about how these posts are criticized for being completely nonsensical to the point of stupidity. What is up with that? (I dunno girl.)

    You might be wondering if I was referring to these posts resulting in stupidity, or the mocking comments resulting in stupidity. I'd like to think it's a blend of both. Yes, dear reader -- without your snarky comments, I wouldn't have any incentive to continue typing hot air!!

    Finally, my apologies for not having an image of Scootaloo with broken legs prepared. It turns out I don't know how to draw, either. I asked a good friend of mine to do it, but apparently they haven't gotten on it yet -- they probably have better things to do, like writing Tumblr posts. It's ironic!

    Believe it or not, those Tumblr posts make less sense than these. Anyway, back to Blogger!

    (I tried to set the "entry date" of this post to Y2K38, but then I would have to wait 20 years to see this posted, and that is surely undesired by all.)
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    Tumblr the III: Scootaloo Breaks her Legs for Comedic Relief (and nothing else)

    Unfortunately, this blog post will not be about Scootaloo breaking her legs. Yes, that does mean the title of this blog entry is falsely advertising the content of the blog entry itself. I will surely face the legal consequences.

    What this blog post is truly about is Twist. "Who is Twist?" I hear you ask. Well, I don't really hear you ask that. It's a figure of speech (bonus points if you tell me which one, because I really don't know).
    This is Twist.
    Now, you may be wondering what is up with my strange obsession with Harry Truman. This is what the blog post is truly about.
    The truth is that I was not alive during the presidential term of the 33rd president of the United States. My horrible secret is finally revealed.
    Okay, so it has come to my attention that that statement doesn't really explain anything. It has also come to my attention that this blog post makes no sense.
    To clear things up, let's take a closer look at the inner workings of the universe. All of reality revolves around one central point, as is common knowledge.
    This central point is known as the "event horizon". It's where we receive shipments of food, water, and other products.
    Actually, I made all of that up. Please don't quote me on anything stated above. Or perhaps anything at all stated in these blog entries.

    I've run out of things to type. Without content, I am nothing.


    I am going to go look for an image of Scootaloo breaking her legs. If I do not find one, I will make one myself. You can expect this to appear in my next blog post about practically nothing.
    That is to say, my blog posts frequently equate to nothing. They are completely and utterly unimportant.
    But seriously. Scootaloo breaking her legs. Look forward to that.
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    Tumblr 2: Electric Scootaloo

    This is my second blog post using these blogs that I think are so useless. Don't believe me? I don't care; that's not what this blog post is about.

    What this blog post is truly about is the making of a joke.
    "Joke?" I hear you ask. "What is a joke?" Well, today we will probably not answer that question.

    The most important part of a joke is not letting in on it. No one else must know it is a joke except for you. Maybe this post is a joke. But you'll never know whether or not it is. Unless I tell you, of course, but that would be going against my own flawless advice.

    The second most important part of a joke is to have lots of words in the joke. Lots of effort. Lots and lots. And lots. Of. Effort. So much effort. See this? This is effort. I'm using excessive punctuation, and that is effort. Don't believe me? We already went over that, dude. Get a grip.

    The third most important part of a joke is to abruptly end the joke. Don't believe me? ...What, do you have trust issues or something? Jeez.

    The fourth most

    ...Nah, I'm joking. Or am I? You'll never know.

    Anyway, I'm off to burn the admins at the stake for their grievous errors.

    That's all I have to say about that.
  • kittensauce

    Welcome to Tumblr

    ...oh, sorry. Looks like this is actually GBATemp.
    Nonetheless, I'm going to criticize the "Welcome to your blog" message you get when you first start using GBATemp's (useless) blog feature. Ready? (That was a rhetorical question. I am going to start criticizing whether you are ready or not.)

    I'll start by saying I don't care about the first paragraph. Other than it going against the fact that very few people are going to regard anything the message is suggesting I write, I don't see anything else to criticize.
    The second "paragraph" is not so good. First, they ended a line with a colon, but on the next line, they capitalized the "W" in "Write". That's indicative of improper grammar. They also used, in my opinion, a few too many exclamation marks.
    Next: "Because it your space". I don't like this bit at all. It should be "Because it is your space." The sentence was missing proper punctuation and was utilizing incorrect grammar (lack of "is").
    Finally, the last sentence lacked a period.
    "...ready?" is not a sentence at all. Completely lacking in expression. Zero out of ten. See me after class.

    That's all I have to say about that.