Mom made chocolate-chip cookies for dinner again. Yuck! She said I couldn't go play Final Hill 12 until I'd cleaned my plate, so I had to choke it down. When I grow up I'm just gonna eat Basted Root Beer Straws for every meal!

Me and Larry and Ronnie are building this awesome fort out in the woods. We just found a whole buttload of discarded chicken bones, so we're going to use that to make it super-nifty.