I hate dying from not passing on chain mail!

Because I am a human, person, I dislike things. Fishing is something I dislike along with Twilight and spiders. It's all part of being homosapien (note the word homosapien is not recognised by the firefox dictionary, it asked me if I meant homosexual, homosomethingelse or homosomthingicantpronounce, so odd.) it's in our nature.

One of the things I dislike most is when I die from not forwarding on chain mail... Actually I think dislike is too light a word, hate would be more accurate. I hate dying from not passing on chain mail! Now I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that this blog is going to be hilarious and witty. Well you're wrong! This is serious, dying because I didn't pass on chain mail really, fucking, sucks!

It all started when I was a naive teenager. I recieved a chain email with some kind of annoying poem and At the end, it said that if I passed it on to 7 people and make a wish it would come true within five days. I followed the rules, I send it to 7 people and didn't tell anyone what my wish was. Five days later, there was no elephant in my back yard! The chain mail lied to me! From that day on, I swore never to pass on chain mail again.

I've been dying from not passing on chain mail ever since. I remember the first time I died. I was murdered by a homicidal Minnie Mouse because I didn't forward a chain mail about some girl who forgot to do her homework. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was just chilling in my room when suddenly Minnie Mouse appeared out of no where and stabbed me to death with a spork. It was brutal.

I've died many times from keeping chain mail to myself, I started to get fed up with it. So I tried filtering my mail and not reading the chain mail, but I accidentally opened one, didn't pass it on and was killed by a dead girl who was killed by a giant wombat. That was a strange experience to say the least. And once, I just randomly dropped dead.

But there is just one little thing about chain mail I don't understand. If it doesn't grant my wishes or make people fall in love with me, then how can it kill me from not passing it on? I don't know probably something weird about the universe. So pass on the link for my blog to 678 people or a Malibu Barbie will come into your room at night and kill you!