Made up a story for the Underground titled "Students Petition for Scrapbooking Club"
"A picture is worth a thousand words, so a whole book of them must be, like, alot of words" Jamie Durich, Sophmore explains, "it's a great stress reliever. I mean, there's nothing like cutting decorative paper that soothes the soul."
Jamie and several other students want to be able to turn their hobby into a club so that other students can learn the tricks of the trade and begin scrapbooking the events of their lives. But getting administration to let them have a club has been difficult.
When Dr. Stevens, head of student activities, was questioned as to why, he responded that "no teachers are willing to sponsor the club. Even the teachers have lives, unlike these kids. No one is willing to step up to the plate, and we don't know how to break it to them that they really need to get lives, and maybe get out once in a while."
"I know eventually we'll get our club" stated Alex Davis, senior, "and until then, well just work on our scrapbooks, every Friday night, if we have to. There's nothing else I'd rather be doing."
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
My Cat Is Better Than Yours by Harris Lee
My Cat Is Better Than Yours by Harris Lee
You think your Mittens is cuter than my Mr. Fluffy? Can Mittens jump 5 feet in the air and catch a fly? He ain’t that great. MY Mr. Fluffy can lick the back of his neck. Can YOUR cat lick the back of his neck? I bet he can’t open doors either. My Mr. Fluffy can’t, but he’s certainly got the head for it. I can tell your cat is far less superior; he plays with his food before he eats it. My cat, all he has to do is stare at his prey and it drops dead. He’s the hottest thing since pants, and let me tell you, pants are pretty rad. Even his litter box smells like a field of daisies. I would be embarrassed if I would own such a disgraceful cat. You and Mittens should just go back to the pound where you belong, you stinking feline.
You think your Mittens is cuter than my Mr. Fluffy? Can Mittens jump 5 feet in the air and catch a fly? He ain’t that great. MY Mr. Fluffy can lick the back of his neck. Can YOUR cat lick the back of his neck? I bet he can’t open doors either. My Mr. Fluffy can’t, but he’s certainly got the head for it. I can tell your cat is far less superior; he plays with his food before he eats it. My cat, all he has to do is stare at his prey and it drops dead. He’s the hottest thing since pants, and let me tell you, pants are pretty rad. Even his litter box smells like a field of daisies. I would be embarrassed if I would own such a disgraceful cat. You and Mittens should just go back to the pound where you belong, you stinking feline.
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