07/04/07....The Secondly Disaster Of My Life

Boy, am I tired! Sorry, I'm just reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy sleepy, since I was just at the park with my two bros'. Hhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Do you think I should either turn on the TV or play a game? I think I need some opinions from my brothers. (Secretly, I want to play some games, but if they don't want to, I won't do it.) Just then, the Big, Bad Pig chose to yell '' If you don't let me in, then I will definitely DESTROY your pretty house, but if that's what you want, I guess that's what your going to get. Just then, he pulled out from behind his back, a wrecking ball. We barely got out before the house exploded outward, spraying dust allover the place! GOTTA GO!

07/13/07

Cold. Scared. Frightened. That is what I feel thing morning. I'm SURE that Brian and Harry agree with me . Here we are, being very, very whatdoyoucallit and the Big, Bad Pig is probably
out there planning his meals. I think the escape house we just built is great! BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! RUUUUUNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GOTTA GO!
SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!