Thank God for Awards.
When I hit a giant ball of nothing and still can’t come up with ideas for new blog posts, these tag thingamajigs actually save my life. I’m not kidding. This is a blogging “hack” I’ve been raping to death ever since I started blogging. Shhh.
Gaurav (https://https://gauravchaplot.wordpress.com/2015/06/12/veracity-challenge/) – who’s awesomeness, by the way – nominated me for The Veracity Challenge.
🍗 Write a paragraph without using a single adjective.
🍕 Keep the link http://lifeofmon.wordpress.com/ in your post (so that the creator of the challenge, the lovely Mon, may receive a pingback.)
🍩 Anyone can join the challenge, you don’t have to be nominated!
🍫 Nominate 6 Bloggers for this challenge.
(…the food emojis are not part of the rules. I’m on diet and severely hungry, so I will keep using food emojis – please bear with me.)
Okay. Onto this challenge. Wait, does this mean I cannot use articles either? Cool. Did you know that “hunger pangs” aren’t actual things? Yep. They are just muscle contractions – your biological food clock – alarm, I mean – telling you you’ve missed your food. This made no sense. Everything I say when I need food and can’t have it, makes no sense. Okay I will keep rambling till I give in to all that pizza sitting in my fridge. I will have to microwave it till it dies first, though. God knows what bacteria has gotten to it. Speaking of bacteria, and binary fission, it got me thinking if Adam and Eve were on Earth first, and if they had three kids and one kid became like, Saint Middle Kid, and decided to not procreate, did the other two make out? Was that how “incest” was born? I should shut up now. Maybe I’ll talk about this some other time, yeah? I’ll go get my pizza now.
Whew. That was the hardest challenge, ever! I know I did the most horrible job in the history of horrible jobs.
Here are my nominations:
Ayushi – https://ayushijoshi13.wordpress.com/
Miusho – https://miurahh.wordpress.com/
Darshith – https://darshith0000.wordpress.com/
You can totally ignore the nominations, if you don’t feel like doing tag blogs. There’s no compulsion. Now excuse me. The pizza beckons.