Today, I become a blogger

My teacher, Mrs. McCabe has finally brought me into the 21st century. Yes, I came kicking and screaming, and she threatened me with only using paper for the rest of the semester. But I said to her, I said, "Mrs. McCabe, now you know that I'm just little. You know that I'm lazy. You know that I'm used to the girls around me doing everything for me, and I don't have to do any of that...whatchamacallit? Oh, yeah, thinking! But since I love you, and I want to learn, I need you to start me another blog -- one where I'll remember the address, and you'll know how to get me back to it once I sleep all my brain cells away.

After she rolled her eyes for a few minutes and walked off huffing like the Big Bad Wolf in that pig story, she came back and fixed my account. Now all I have to do is write a whole page of story so she'll stop being mad at me...

Here's the best story I've ever heard:


the best story i ever heard of was this one my paw told me
   Well it all starts off with me telling my maw i dont wanna go to school and i already missed the bus well i get in his truck and on our way to school i get this big lecture about how he had to go to school and there were no two ways around it he said when he was a boy he had to walk up hill both ways in the snow and i told him thts impossible you had to go down will one way or another paw he said boy trust me i walked up hill both ways