Back!

I'm finally back from vacation! I'm going to post more often if I can, but I have been quite busy. So today, I'm gonna give you a MEGA POSTBURGER!!!

Why I hate teen-agers

Yeah, so I come back from vacation. But my brother came back with more "luggage" back then he came with. If you didn't understand what the heck I just said, then let me make it this simple. He brought his girlfriend back with him. She's four years older than me, but she thinks she's twenty years older! I'm not a slave of teen-agers! Also, they think they're so smart, they've been through all nine levels of you-know-what and back, and that they have the right to slack off 99.99% of the time. As you may have noticed, the last "note" shows that the first one is false. My brother, who is five years older than me, didn't believe me when I said there is a state called Washington in the United States. DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! We even live in the U.S.A! Not Canada, not Europe, not Japan, not Australia, not even Atlantis (which, by the way, is a continent), but the U.S.A! Knowing if there is a county called Washington is one thing, but a state? It's easy to remember 50 names! The next thing you know, Obama's gonna think there's more than fifty states here in the good old U.S.A.

I have really got to keep my mouth shut. Anyways, they also use bad grammer. Not "Me went disco dancing yesterday". I mean "I did! I did taw a putty cat!". I count how many times I have to correct my brother each day. My highest score is 17. RAWRS!!!! But anyways, I hope you understand what I'm getting at. IT'S OVER NINE THOUSAND!!!! I hate teen-agers.