| I hope that your mother is fresh as the morning dew. (My teacher, Mrs. Bradford, said to always be polite.) My mom totally spied through all my stuff and took all of the best issues of The Fugitive Toby and the Navy Commandos, can you believe it! I mean, sure, there's that scene where the guy gets his larynx punched through with a railroad spike, but c'mon. I'm mature enough to handle that. We just added a torture chamber to the awesome tree fort that me and Todd and Marky are building. Some of the girls came by while we were working on it, but we told them "No Girls Allowed." Then I had to run after and tell Fiorella Davenport that she could come look after the other guys were gone. |