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Wheel of Furtune!!!

"Great Scott," I said as I slowly removed the smile off of my face. For it was true, Scott had become great.
I rushed, although not to fast as though I might stub my toe, down the hall, up the stairs, down the hall, around a small and silly picture of Micheal Jackson, and then to the room of the fatter kind. Yes, the penquinns.
Many people ask me what the penquinns are, I only tell the prettier ones and those who resemble my last diet project. But I tell them strange lies that commen men would scream to think about while finding no better reason to attend a parade on sunday if there isn't going to be any cottage cheese afterwards for the singers.

Funny Story
My good friend David Shaughnessey was driving to my house for the first time. Of course he didn't end up at my house. The directions were very simple. Justthree left turns and then one right turn into my little court. I will tell this story from his point of view.
I parked my car in his driveway. I got out but I wasn't sure if it was his house. When I got to the door I heard a dog barking. I remember that mike had a dog. This is probably it. Before the door was opened a car with two ladies in it pulled up. I think one of them is mikes mom, she looks familiar. Then the door was opened. I went in and sat down at their couch. I petted the dog and the lady of the house told me that robby would be here in a minute, I said, "No, I'm here for Mike Roberts," It was at that moment I relized that I had the wrong house..... I stoped petting the dog and left in silence.

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