Ahhh… isn’t he cute?
Mrs. Mizzou
Elementary, my Dear Watson
O.K., this is funny.
You know how Sherlock Holmes is always saying ‘elementary, my dear Watson.’
Do you know how that started? One question:
Watson: “What is that tree that grows yellow fruits?”
Holmes: “A lemon tree, my dear Watson!”
Just say it out loud and you’ll get it!
Braces
Yesterday, I had braces on. I’ve had then from last October. Yeah. Look at ‘em!
Please excuse the photography. Took it myself, you see. Now, today, at 10 in the morning, they came out. They used pliers to get them out. PLIERS!! And the expander was full of a years worth of food, and did NOT taste good. It didn’t feel good, either. But look at them now!!
Yeah, again, excuse the photography. But they’re off, and guess what: I get a retainer on Thursday!!!!
Mustache
John Lennon
Today is John Lennon’s birthday!! Seince you’re all probably going: ‘who’s John Lennon’, I shall tell you: he is a Beatle! No, not one of those bugs that crawls on the ground, one of those best in the world, ’60′s rockstar Beatles… no? Okay, then. How about we put it like this: they’re the people who wrote ‘Yellow Submarine’! Yeah, if you still aren’t with me, stop reading NOW and google them and then get some of their misic on iTunes. Yeah. They’re that good. The ’60′s Justin Beiber. I’ll get a picture on here soon, hopefully!!
Camping
Here is a section of my story Camping, when Fred and Squirrel go on a camping trip and do all sorts of fun things, and here I’ll post the first section of that!
One Morning, Squirrel was having breakfast. Just as he was thinking:
“Ahhh… this is the life!” the door burst open and who should come in but Fred.
“Hey Squizz me ol’ pal me ol’ chum me ol’ bucko! Watcha’ doin”?”
“I was eating breakfast.” Squirrel replied snappily. “Anyway, what do you want?”
“Well I was wondering if you would like to come on a camping trip with me.”
“Would I?” Squirrel shouted.
“Good.” Fred replied. “I thought so. I’ve got everything ready. Tent, sleeping bags, canteens,” he flashed a smile, “and Mega Nutty Marshmellows!”
“You’ve got me at ‘I’ve got everything ready!’” Squirrel said excitedly. He gobbled up his cereal and threw a sweatshirt on. “Ready!” he saluted Fred, who led him to his car.
“Everything’s in the trunk.”
After they got in the car, Squirrel asked:
“Where are we going?”
“Moses State Park.” replied Fred. “For two days.” He then pulled a journal and pen out of his jumper. “We’re both going to write in this. You go.” he gave the journal to Squirrel. He stared at the crisp white pages a second before starting.
Then in his scrawley, squirrely handwriting, began.
Well? What did you think? (By the way, this isn’t the story anymore, Einstein!) Please leave a comment and excuse my rudeness… it’s instinctive!;)
Help Wanted!
Hey, listen up. I need some help, k?
Tell you what, if you give me ideas for my book, I’ll… um… well… I’ll have to think about that… but please give me story ideas, because I’m writing a collection of Fred and Squirrel stories, and I’ve got about… three. See why I need help?!?
So thanks, I appreciate it very much, and all ideas will be thought over very hard, if not used. Yeah! I might include you in the acknowledgements! (Just a sec, I gotta stop and listen to this song… there! Paper Back Writer. If you’re wondering, it’s only one of the best songs in the world by the best band in the world: The BEATLES!!! OH YEAH!!!)
Thanks!




