Mine's totally a totalitarianistic one. Not really, I just wanted to say 'totally totalitarian.' :D
But what's your country like? Mine mainly exports starfruit and kiwifruit. And it imports candy. Lots and lots and lots of candy....mmm....
But anyway.
(Mmm. Candy...)
Today's WFTH are from the Say What? category. My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :D
"Have you set your fruit on fire today?" Uh, nope, not yet. I was planning to do that a little later in the evening.
Person 1: "No, I would not like a massage on my thigh, actually."
Person 2: [creepy-ish voice] Oh, reeeally? I have some information that begs to differ..." Um. Okay. Well your information can beg all it wants, it's wrong.
"Should I buy my own chicken, or no?" Um, yeah! But only if it's one of those all-head ones that are big and yellow and fluffy and don't have anything except a head. I have one. It's bigger than my head. So cool, right?
"[singing] I'm running around with a pan, I'm running around with a pan, I'm running around with a pan...I'm running around with plastic stuff, I'm running around with plastic stuff, I'm running around with plastic stuff, and I don't know what it is!" What a lovely tune. I predict it will be the next great hit from Hannah Montana.
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Hm... my country would be called Blakeopolis and our main exports would be sarcasm and great novels. Imports? Chocolate and lots of coffee.
Mm, coffee.
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