This is kinda like a diary of my Holiday thing. I guess I did it because I am really bored. I hope you will enjoy. I will try update asap but that isn't a grantee as I don't know how the Internet is like there...

YOUR MUM IS THE MAGIC AND MYSTERY OF POTATO KNISHES. SHE IS A CENTAPEDE, SHE SURE LOVES TO BE A CENTAPEDE, SHE USED TO BE A LITTLE BLACK WORM NOW SHES A CENTAPEDE. If you do not now potato knishes you live a sad life. Bye. Potato knishes really needed this support and you could help today by donating a lot of potato knishes this saturday. Call 911 suk ur mum. Thankyou for reading my fellow drugdealers. if you're reading this you live a sad life too. And remember kids, sm0ke w33d ev3ry dayyyy. and maruijna.

One sunny day at the funeral of Mikee a girl called Fiona stepped forward and started to sing. Who knew that this can change the world? By: Joyce