My Snow Poem

It was below zero.
It was winter.
Yet there I was.

Outside.
Standing on the deck with a boiling pot of water.

It was winter.
It was cold.
Yet there I was.

Snow.

Paintballing

It was a fun day. I remember it fairly well. A heavy set man gave us guns and sent us into the bush where we were divided into two groups and seperated by a field of obsticles. A count down from three began followed by the instruction to "Go".

I remember the very first time I was shot. I was hunckered down against a white picket fence looking building when all of a sudden out of nowhere a mad man darted out infront of me. Several shots rang out as he blindly fired at me. I was hit three times at relativly close range *THWAP!* *THWAP!* *THWAP!* I didn't return fire because for that moment all I could clearly think about was how much I wasn't enjoying the feeling of evil death murder paintballs hitting me. It was painfull and I didn't like it.

After makeing the decision to contunue partisipating in this extream sport giving it a second chance I was shot in the neck. I definatly remember being shot in the neck.

I also remember takeing cover behind a downed airplane. Being shot at I remember the sound of paintballs hitting the metal hull of the aircraft. I was able to return fire from that position and lasted near to the end of that battle.

It was fun but the paintballs definatly hurt a lot more than invisible pretend bullets.

Sasquach and His Day

Sasquach and His Day

Intorduction

Roupert Henry is a sasquach. As a sasquach he reeks and eats fish from the river.

This is the story of:

Roupert's Day

Roupert is the only sasquach in the whole forest where he lives. He wakes up alone and goes to sleep alone. One sunny afternoon Rupert was laying down on the forest floor doing absolutly nothing. He decided he wanted to do something so he rolled over. Then all of a sudden Rupert saw some butterflys. He jumped to his feet and yelled at them "GRwwwwaaW" then again even louder "RRAGGGRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Roupert took off after them running through the trees with his hairy legs. The butterflys slowly fluttered upwards as Rupert Henry franticly jumped and swiped at them with his lumpy hands. With the sun light filtering throught the leaves he lost sight of them.

Rupert decided to go to the river. Twigs and leaves snaped and krinkled under his heavy, usually sweaty sasquach feet as he walked. Little flys buzzed around his knoby ears. Rupert didn't mind. He just kept on walking. Down at the river there was this big old tree all bent out of shape and leaning low over the water. Rupert simmied out about half way across the river and let his feet dangel in the cold rushing water. He fell asleep.

A strong wind came by rustling all the leaves and caused the branches to sway. Startled Roupert woke up and almost fell in the river but he used his cat like reflexes to stay balanced. As Roupert began making his way from the tree he realized his feet were froze numb by the water. Bringing himself to his feet he found he could still walk on them but only in a clumbsy aquard way.
Eventually he made it back to his rotting log in which he sleeps and retired for the day.
THE END.

Within Three Days

Yesterday:
A piece of rain from way up high in the sky came flying down and hit me in the face.

Today:
I ate groceries for lunch using all the eating organs I usually do.

Tomorrow:
I assume and am relativly sure that I will wear my pants.

How to Make Spagitte

The very first thing you do is get done work.
Then secondly you go to a fitness gym and do some intense strength training so that you can beat Jeremaih in an arm wrestle. Then after that you put your winter coat back on and walk home. Don't slip on the ice.
Now this is where it gets extreamly complicated so I'll use numbers, letters and some brackets to help you.

1.
find the pot you used to cook spagitte in yesterday and pick it up.
2.
a) Put cold tap water in the pot so it's half full.
b) Put the stove burner on MAZ. I mean ZX a! X...
a)---> Put the pot on the hot burner so that the burner and the pot are touching.
3.
The water is going to boil pretty soon so hury up and get the spagitte sauce and parmazan cheese from the fridge. Get a plate and a fork too.
4.1)
When the water boils (you will see bubbles and steam) get some spagitte and put it in. (Snap the spagitte in half because the pot is small).
4.2)
Turn the stove burner to half way.
4.2)a.
Watch your spagitte cook and swish it around with a fork.
5.
Now eat about two strands of spagitte to see if it's cooked. Nevermind how hot it is.
6.
When it's cook good use the lid of the pot and try draining the hot water out. Don't let any spagitte get out. The steam might burn your arm.
(7.)
Mix the spagitte with the spagitte sauce and put lots of parmazan cheese on top.