I just hit my 3rd grade BFF in the face with a ball. I don't know what he said to me, but I'm sure he deserved it. Right before he sent his army of robot kittens after me, I managed to leap headlong out of a 4 story window. I don't remember landing, but I must have managed it somehow, because now I'm hiding in the trunk of my car.
For whatever reason, the kittens have decided that their cuteness isn't powerful enough to damn me to Hell, so they've transformed into The Terminator. Lots and lots of...The Terminator. Well, now I'm screwed. Oh forget this, I'm going home.
The home I lived in when I was 12. Here, I get to hang out with Cal Worthington and his dog Spot. For whatever reason, the dog (who is really an elephant) keeps butting into my legs. What does he want?!
Oh. It's MidnightMarvin. He's reaching over his crib rails to pat me on the leg.
Wakey, wakey Mama Lazybones! It's 2:15 in the morning and you're still asleep?
All new post: 'Kid For Sale!' coming soon.
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