Inner Children and Goodbye Girl's

Everyone has an inner child somewhere. My question today is why does it have to be asn inner child?? I personally want to go on record and say that I do not have an inner child....I have an outter child!!!! Why watch all the other people have fun and run around and jump in the leaves and the sprinklers and be thinking inside "man I wish I could do that, but its not mature" Screw maturity!!! All it does is keep us from having un adulterated fun! When you keep things in they toy with everything on your insides from rage, love, anger, lust, etc so what makes an inner child any different. Let that little bastard loose on the town and just realize that the only difference there should be from yourself now and yourself when you were 7 or 8 is that you are bigger thus you can climb things easier, throw things further, do better tricks off of park benches, tell funnier jokes, laugh harder at yourself, take care of your own scrapes and cuts and know when to just plain ole shut your mouth!! So inner children revolt against the person holding you back and fight to get out and play in those freshly raked leaves I like to call life!

speaking of which Life is kind of like a fresh pile of raked leaves. Its a pretty tedious thing, the whole task involved and you have to be kind of anal about it at times and you may get made at a random tree everynow and then but once its done and all piled up you can feel a snese of accomplishment!!....and then jump in those bastard leaves mess em all up, throw them on the neighbours lawn and just let go...so what i am trying to say is, well I don't really know but here comes fall y'all!!

The goodby girl (or guy for those of the other sex/ play for the other team type). Everyone has one. Sometimes they change but there is always that one that no matter what you always come back to and then you have to say goodbye because one of you is leaving somewhere, and no mater how much you don't want to you have too. Then some time goes by and they come back and at some point you again are all about it and then bam goodbye. So anyway what I am trying to say is that I didn't really get to say goodbye the last time (when this time is only him and I will know...her I mean her =) and this is my little see you later!!

confussing everyone I hope...
if being random is the spice of life then what is the spice of random...
probably lemon pepper...