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If I were a Neopet... I'd be a Flotsam!
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O.K. Here's one
It's an egg diary. O.K. here goes nothing:
Today on April 2, 2003 I threw a birthday party. It was at my house. The whole Eggy population came. That’s about 999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 times more than the human population. And we could all fit in 1 centimetre squared. How did it go you may ask? Well at first we ate each other for cake. Don’t worry; we grow back, that’s why there are a lot of us. Then it was time for presents. Usually we do not give presents; but my master Frédéric General of the U.N. Suares that is military talk. He eventually gave me my flying license and the newest secret gadget, the ability to fly without wings by yourself. He even tried it. At first I fell a few million billion times off the cliff but after it worked better and better. Then I played Runescape, a popular internet game that my master plays. My name is Eggy Slayer 5000 and I am level 5000. It was cool until the general had to take all the petrol from Iraq because with didn’t want the countries near Israel to attack us. So we played Eggy fight until the boss said “Hey, what’s all this comotion?” Last we went to sleep. The boss had to bring me to the hospital because I had a crack.
Today I saw a show on a big thingamabob called a T.V. The show that I adored was called Rocket Power. It was cool. We even saw the part where Raymondo had gone crazy because he had thought a person had poodle mind control. Then it was time for school; it was boring. I hated it. And the boss was mad so he let me stay there for a day or two even though he said it was for a year or two. He said it shall make me like it. I hope it does; because for now I still hate it. But he gave a new UN gadget it gives me the ability to talk mentally. An example is I think I have poodle mind control; general would hear me thinking that. So I’m stuck hear until tomorrow. By.
Hello; today I wrote a poem. Here it is:
Usually I am so friendly,
But today I feel so lonely,
It’s making me very hungry,
But I cannot see my tummy,
So I do not eat,
But soon I fear my heart will not have a beat,
And I will die soon,
Without saying goodbye.
That is how I really feel.
March 6, 2003
Today I have killed my family and they grew back. My friends and I played on the swings. They were swingy. Then it was naptime but I played with the buttons in my boss’s tank. But I pushed the self-destruct button and it exploded. The general and the army were mad at me. But then we saw that Hussein died so we were all happy. Finally it was naptime so I slept very comfortably.
March 7, 2003
Today is cold. It is -999 googleplexian degrees Celsius so we froze to death and came back alive again. So I wrote another poem. Here it is:
Today is full of cold,
But we have to be hot,
Even if we are old,
Even if we start to rot,
It is bad,
And also sad.
The angry mob of girl scouts
One day when I came to San Francisco I was craving for food when I spotted an ice cream truck right next to me. It stopped and I demanded a popsicle. At first it was chocolate, then vanilla, then caramel, last strawberry. As I was licking, angry girl scouts started stampeding me like toros that just saw red cloth. As I figured they were going towards the ice cream truck. When the truck stopped the girls and the driver started arguing for over an hour until the girl scouts started heaving the truck down the crookedest street in the world, Lombard Street! Then the driver died.
The moral is: never fight with girl scouts.
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