I said come down here and see what happens if you try and hit me

Right now I feel so cheeky. Like I want to play fight you and pin you to the floor until you confess that Justin rules the world and is the greatest! Like I want to send you a random txt that will shock and confuse you all the way home. I want to eat chocolate pudding, and then I want to scoop it out and through it at your face – and then spray you with whipped cream! Muhahahah! I want to rolly polly down the hill and I want to win. I want to be a kid again! I want to laugh like I did at design weekend when we had a mad pillow fight, when at first I was too cool to join in but then did anyway, and we laughed for no reason except that we all knew how silly it was. And like in 2003 when I smeared custard across a flatmates face! :) And how a guy in my lifegroup did the biggest poo that would never flush away, and how he thinks its the greatest claim to fame and the funniest thing in the world – whenever we talk about it he rolls up laughing so hard his face goes red.