This, of course, is where I can tell you that EVERYTHING has a right to be free! You, me, even the jello! What`s that? You don`t know why jello should be freed? I`m astonished you have to ask! Well, not really, you couldn`t have known, BUT you can read about my liberation woes anyway. *insane laughter is heard* Ahem. Anyway, I was eating lunch one day this past school year (of course, I do that every day, I despise the thought of starving yourself. anyway), and my friend Brittany, who bought lunch that day, made the NOT wise decision to buy school jello. You know what I`m talking about. School jello is not something that can be described as a normal food. Even the advertisers admit it. Heck, the slogan for JELL - O is "It`s alive!" I pondered this, and the following question ran through my head: If jello really WAS alive, why do we keep it captive in bowls and such crude containers? Does it not have the unalienable right to be free? I said yes. Robin called me crazy. I said too bad. She said she`ll never take pity on anything again when she dared to say she felt sorry for the trees being cut down and wasted. She did, and the list grew. So, here I think it is appropriate to say, "THANK YOU ROBIN!" for she is the (almost) sole reason I am actually hooked on liberating things, and (besides Megavolt of Darkwing Duck) is the reason that my list of hopeful liberatees includes lightbulbs. Well, that`s all I have to say on the matter right now, but you can bet you will see more of this soon. If you wish to liberate something (it must be an inanimate object), please email me and tell me. I will include your name with the hopeful liberatee on the list if you like. If you don`t want your name included, please specify that, or I will include it. Oh, yes. I now have a little page up for my liberation spree on the balloons. Go check it out! Allright, I`ve had enough advertising. Good night, now, and godspeed.
The Liberatee Hopefuls
Home again, home again, jiggity jig
