Amber has always reminded me of a small, rabid rodent. In fact, I wasn't surprised when I discovered that rearranging the letters of her name will spell: A HAMSTER MOB. It's easy to imagine Amber in the form of a mob of tiny ferocious furballs.
If you're still not convinced, consider the arrangement: A BRAT, ME MOSH. We have often observed Amber doing something spastic, whereby she looks demonically possessed. We resisted the natural urge to call an ambulance when she informed us that she was dancing, which is sometimes called, 'moshing.' This moshing looks like an epileptic fit, only standing up (but Amber thinks she looks really cool). Of course, it goes without saying that she is a brat.
We all know that Amber is on the crack (and suspect her of dealing to children at the local preschool), so this is my absolute favourite. By rearranging the letters of Amber's name, one discovers the hidden message: REHAB AT MOM'S. Is this a hidden chapter of her past, or her plan for the summer? I'd find out, but I don't want to talk to her.
1 comment:
Wow, that can't be a coincidence!!!
Also, my pols lecturer says that Amber invented human suffering. Is this true?
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