It's time to let my tornado of silly, random thoughts into one blog post. This has been floating around my mind for days.
If you are like me, you rarely lose anything. Aha, JK, you ALWAYS lose EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING! Yes.
Butt (eheh, soooo immature :P) where do they end up? Surely they must be somewhere... But I NEVER find thing again. Never. *sigh*
When I was a little child, I used to watch Dora the Explorer (it was my life). And there was this one episode, where Dora gets to visit a place where lost things end up. And it was basically Swiper's dreamhouse :D
What I'm saying is. All the clues (I'm not a detective, clearly) point to this. THE CASTLE OF LOST THINGS is REAL! Real!!
Mmmhm *nods head*...
But really, though. How can you explain where my wallet has gone? And how about the MILLIONS of pencils that I owned? Well, maybe those scenarios have a clear ending. I lost my wallet at a park (where's it now, though?) and pencils, well, Iven and Noah were the Swipers of Pencils...
But, ehhhh, other things like mail. Or jewelry? Can't possibly be thieves, right?
Right? Back me up here. Please?
Oh, well I'm not afraid of him :P
And what's up with the 'Swiper no swiping, Swiper no swiping, Swiper no swiping- Oh man!'? Aha, just makes me laugh.
And what kind of name is Swiper. Has his mother actually known his personality, his traits, his way of thinking since he was born?
Mama Fox: 'You know he looks like a real troublemaker, maybe like a robber or thief? Imma call him Swiper.'
Or is Swiper a nickname? That makes soooo much more sense...
What if his name is Edwin? Or Dimitri? Actually I'm feeling really good about Dimitri. It's Dimitri, everyone!
Bye,
Nin
'Dimitri no swiping, Dimitri no swiping, Dimitri no swiping!'
Nah, doesn't sound right...
Ha, Dora was my everything :D
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