The other day at the pool I ate a tuna fish sandwich and then jumped right in! Thats right! You heard me right. Right in! I didn’T wait no half hour! I’m a rebel…you can’t stop me…I’ll take you down with me…ALL you bastards… 
…and then today I was clipping coupons when the phone rang. I got up and ran to answer it. Thats right! I didn’t put the scissors down. HELL no! I’m out of control…I’m like a crazy person…you can’t stop me…don’t even try it…
I . . . didn’t close cover before striking.
Yesterday I was laying about watching television and someone rang my door buzzer.
But I didn’t get up to answer it, because I was tired and it was in the middle of Star Trek: TNG.
Yesterday morning, instead of taking a shower and eating breakfast, I had breakfast first, then the shower. It threw me off for the entire day, let me tell you…
I wear white after Labor Day. And don’t get me started on those mattress tags.
Call me crazy but this morning I put my pants on two legs at a time.
As crazy as you are, lieu, my boyfriend does this from time to time.
Never mind that he usually winds up in a heap on the floor…
I think this morning…I might have swallowed some toothpaste!
A top coat is a layer of clear/sheer nail polish which (in theory) protects the main color coat. It does help prevent chipping. I generally don’t wear colored nail polish, so I don’t bother with a different color for top/bottom coats.
And Saturday afternoon, I flagrantly disregarded the computer that called me on the phone and asked me to ‘hold for a very important message’. I hung up right in its electronic face!
The all-important top coat also adds shine. And I’m all about the shine.
I routinely rev the engine of my car over 4,000 RPM within 10 kilometers of starting it up.
Rock and roll is the only way to live.
In the elevator this morning I didn’t face the front.
And before that, I topped of my tank at the gas station.
I also didn’t pay for my fast-food purchase with the smallest available bill.
Apparently, I need to join with the ranked forces of rebels assembled here-
I humbly submit that I washed the dry clean only pants this weekend, AND I wore them to work today.
Take THAT establishment!
I didn’t make my bed this morning. It’s been nagging at me all day.
I had unprotected sex with a fruit bat.
Hey, I was experimenting.
I spemt tge ladt fibe mikutes staeing at tje sun.
I’m reading this thread at work.
Its almost 10pm, my mum’s told me to stop working, but I’m stil at it…
I tell ya, I’m a rebel 