I just got a new pet hissing cockroach! I named it Rocky. Mom says I can keep him if I look after him and brush him every day. She said if I get sick of him, she knows a really nice farm where he can go and live, so there's really no pressure.

Me and Marky and Patty were out in the woods looking for more sticks for our awesome fort and you'll never guess what we saw! Go ahead, guess! Oh, right. Anyway, we saw a dead body. I poked it with a stick, and it turned over, and we all ran and ran. I guess we ought to call the cops, but I figure they'll find him eventually anyway.