HandsBrain

Bethany and I have been waiting behind the school for 28 minutes for Joel. We have endured temperatures not even a wooly mammoth could survive. We are starving and are debating whether to eat our feet. Bethany argues that my feet should be eaten first, for they are much meatier than hers. Surprisingly, I agreed with her. But only because her feet are flat and I wouldn't want them anywhere near my mouth. They scare me… Torment me when Bethany's not paying attention. No one believes me when I tell them about Bethany's evil feet, but I know the truth. Now I can feel the wind on my back. It's a cold strong breeze and I know that this i

I'm swatting flies with a croquette mallet because they are mocking me. They know I haven't showered in 2 days. I've killed 4 of their recruits so far. They are learning. They watch me… Smarter than I thought.   I'm no longer making progress. I'm getting frustrated and more aggressive with my swings. Alas! I've conquered another. But I'm still out-numbered. The spider by my bed isn't much help. He's been completely useless this whole time. I have lost a great deal of respect for the 8-legged freak culture. A useless ally. He only takes up space. He might be useful if he was on the enemies' side. Go take up the other side's