Dear Fitzburger,
Hi Fitzburger. I've just started this journal to talk more about myself, so
that the earthlings will know more about my life. Fitzburger is my favorite word
when I make a mistake. Like some people say the word, "Oops!" I saw fitzburger.
Such as the other day when I spilled ink on my important papers, I said "Fitzburger."
I like that word don't you? It's my favorite.
Well anyway today I woke up at gremlce o' clock and it was so early!! I was tired.
Something woke me up, because I felt a jerk. I looked around and saw a rat!!
I am terrified of rats!! They scare the heck out of me. I saw it squeaking at me
and I screamed. I ran into my child's room because he's not afraid of rats. The
rat followed me. My child said to him some secret words that I could not hear, and
the rat grew and started speaking in our language.
He said "Gminfosdijfasi fkjsoif fkjosid sd? Okjuy fe fokjdfkjsdf oijjh." At first I couldn't understand what he said because he had a very fuzzy tone, but then I understood. He told me that he was looking for his wife that he had lost somewhere in the house....and he was asking me for help. I said I would help so I did. I called the Lost and Found Family Club, and they came quick as lightning. They asked me what I was looking for and I said I was looking for Mr. Rat's wife. They said they would search but I would have to sign some papers. Uhhh!! Papers!! I'm still signing them at this moment!! There's 4 trillion papers I have to sign. Oh the agany!
Well anyway when I finish signing this papers, I will write in you, Fitzburger very soon!! I'm going to risk my sanity to help this Mr. Rat. Uhh...he should be grateful. See ya (in a million years...please sooner!)
Freddie
And now back to A Space Place
