alreight, enuf.

this is a warning. i'm sick and tired to talking to m self so unless some one posts a commend i'm quitting, k?

sny way..... i'm learning to mow the lawn.
in my family mowi g the lawn is like a right of passage, like a whooooo you're growing up thing. well, i hate it. its hot noisy nd hard. grrrrrrrrrrr. and my dad came out
with a lawn chair
and stared lafing at my while i wored and he sat in the shad.
kiilll mmmmeeeeee.