When I Grow Up I Want To Be a Professional Chameleon
by WARNING! The reading of this story could allegedly create a "blond-like" effect on your brain. Read at your own risk.
So tomorrow is going to be my last time at the beach for the summer as a chameleonita (aka baby girl chameleon)! Since the summer is about to end, and im going to have to start taking "pale" color forms of leaves instead of the "tan" of sand, I feel it is time to share about the serenity of the beach.
The beach is one of the most calming places to be. Whether there is no one around, or there are many different unique ones galavanting about the beach, you can be assured the feeling of tranquility.
During the day taking long strolls on the shore letting the waves crash on my 20 chameleotootsies (aka toes) is relaxing and quite amusing. Esspecially when seeing all the chameleonita & chameleonito's different camoflages.
But at night... that! is when the most amazing time is. Staring up into the starry sky. Looking across the water with the reflection of the moonlight cascading across the ocean tides.
All this will be missed for you see, next year i shall no longer be a chameleonita! I will have to face the harsh reality of being a "Professional Chameleon". I would love to never work, and just lounge around catching flys all day...but as my momma said:"Chameleon, Chameleon, Chameleon, you're free again my child. I remember still those lazy summer days. We'd kill out hunting danger and we were alien to all outsiders. We had no desire to talk to strangers". I never exactly understood that, but hey! I have to make ends meet! (and i dont mean chasing my tail)
{I would like to thank the funky fresh for his vast knowelage of chameleon vocabulary}
Shout out to the "Reptile Sisters", my friends, Anna-conda, and Kamilian ;)
(i knew you would like that Kamila & Anna)
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hmm... thats a very interesting story...
one thing i love to do at the beach is walk in other people's footprints, and compare my footprint with my friends'. : )
considering i have chamelatoesies you cant use mine in comparison... sorry :-/
That story made no sense... UGH.. geez.. i lost 4.6 brain cells after reading that..
it is EVIDENT that the story was written merely for an INCREASE in the rating system!
YOU make no sence (hahaha thats such a fun come-back!)
i really liked the story! You did a good job, on describing the fun of the beach and the sadness of the reality of having to grow up. And thanks for the props at the end! Although I can't take much credit, all I said was, "you have all this talent, DO something with it! Write about chameleons! Get published!!" and she did.
Oh so you are the one to blame for making legally retarted..
hot hot hot hot ... or cold.. hot hot hot ... .or cold//
well is it iced tea? then i don' t know..
i know kung fu
for the last time, NO you DON'T! .... eleventy-billion dollars. that's not even a number... yet.
let's all be albinos!!! Come join the fun, princess
yea being a yellow albino is soo good..
i think you are the only one capable to be an albino, katie. Although with all this tanning, your losing your whiteish hue.
believe me in the winter I AM!!!
God that was dumb. I am definitely more stupider for reading that
i award you no points.... billy madison??
Interesting punk princess very interesting.
i notice there's a lot of contrevorsey about this story... some people think it is invigorating and mentally stimulating. and others think it makes you stupider. which is it? i think the first one.
See? funkee has been negatively affected by this story. He meant to say "the second one".
yes, definitely negative effect. i forget where i am. who am i?
"i like lima beans" (yeah, definately dumber, now--sorry kids)
cmon! dont you find this amusing in the LEAST bit?