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12-06-02 Dear Skitz, Finally! Dayfri! The day of frying stuff! Here are the list of the things that I burned with stuff that causes things to be burned: This is a list 1. Water 2. My cranium 3. Other stuff As you can tell... I had fun today... Rar, Ent 12-05-02 Dear Skitz, Edwardo is still gone and he still doesn't have soup. I know! I will make him a soup for when he gets back! Cooking with Ent 1. One cup of feathers from padded wall 2. Two cups of cups 3. A hand for stirring 4. A mouth Directions: Throw cups of cups and the cup of feathers into a cup. Spit in the cup until the soup has enough broth. Stir with hand. Cook at room temperature until the same as it was before this step. Repeat the last step. Mmmm! Edwardo has a soupy suprise waiting for him! Well, now THAT was some serious fun! Holy craaaaap! Ent 12-04-02 Dear Skitz, Edwardo appeared back in my cell today. He was in a huge hurry- cheese curlies- and all he said was that he was doing something very secret that not even I should know about it. He left soon after. I wonder what's he doing... I drew a comic today! It's about a guy who runs around a lot and blows up at the end. I was screaming about my masterpiece and my potatoes when Artemis barged in, said he needed my picture, and took it. I was very angry. I tried to bite the padded walls. It didn't work very good. I lost all my teeth, but they all grew back so it's all okay now. I was able to attend school today. It was a complete bore. The monkey didn't even come out of it's file cabinet in fourth hour. The worst part of the day was at lunch though, because DeLaNoo went crazy and took a big bite out of the table and then blamed it all on me. I was mad. Now I'm just even, because I sprayed cheese-fizz in her hair and she was all like, "Nooo!" and I was all "y=mx+b!" That showed her! Anyway, that was basically my day! No homework for me cause SheBitesBack ate it. With various pepper corns, Ent 12-03-02 Dear Skitz, Skitz, for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. In other words, for every insult you throw at highly trained sercurity guards you get a punch to the stomach! Unfortunately, I had to find this out today. It all began this evening during dinner. The guard came in, set down the tray and said, "I'll bet this crown for stew!" This was deeply offending! My mother made stew once! And don't even get me started on the crown! Anyway, I told him that he was a crapfaced crappin-heimer fat ugly stupid nasty blob of muddy poo water and I said that if anyone dared to look at him that they would be doomed to vomit multiple times and then they would die because of the way he smelled. He then leapt at me and punched me in the face and gut nine times. So then another guard came into the cell and said, "What's all this hullabaloo?" and the guard that tried to kill me said, "I gave him his meal and he insulted me, so I attacked him." The mediating guard asked why I insulted him. I said that he was dissin' my momma. Anyway, I come to find out that the guard said, "I'll set this down for you." He did not say the whole stew thing. We all had a good laugh at it, except for the mediator guard, the guard that attacked me, and myself. I ate my bread. It was delicious. HEY! Don't talk about my mamma's stew! I got too far to lose it all, but in the end I usually write my name, Ent |
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