After school, I usually hang out with my friends, unless they ask me if I want to do drugs. Then I say, "I like you, but I don't like drugs. Let's practice kissing instead!" That usually cures my problem of having any friends.

Yesterday we went exploring in the abandoned mineshaft over by Old Man Frederick's farm. He got mad and yelled at us for trespassing, but we managed to grab a neat silver compass before we left.