(Some of these have been shared in other forums, but I thought I'd preserve them here, too.)
I have a small notebook I keep in my purse to use as an exercise log. Not too long ago I opened it to find this in Calvin's writing:
Hunting the Monster, by Jimmybobjoe Poony
Day 1
I entered the cave. It stunk. Probably its poop.
Day 2
Heard roaring. It might be farting.
Day 3
Found monster. It's my brother. He must have gotten lost at the Barbie convention. He loves Barbies. Too much.
A Life of Joy and Peace
5 years ago
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