Sorry...

Sorry I haven't been posting, I have been sick for the last few WEEKS. It totally sucked because we had to fly into a forest in Europe, and stay in a cave for a long time. Even worse, Fell was, um, taking care of me the whole time.It was awkward.

Did you know?

Did you know Micheal Crichton died of cancer? He wrote Jurassic Park, the Andromeda Strain and many other books. He was my one of my favorite writers.... and now he's dead! :(

All Hallows Eve.....

I like all Hallows Eve better than Halloween. I think Blitzy and Mutto want to go, they can take themselves.


-Kar, happy Howloween

Europe...

Well...... Europe. The guy on the plane said no laptops soooo. I won't be posting for a whole day. Guess where I have to sit? Between Fell and Krakers. I want to slap both of them, they ordered 20 chicken wings between themselves.

-Kar, howl on

Out of the Az!

Okay Arizona was booooorrrriiiinnnngggg!!!!! So we're gonna go check Europe. If you see us on a plane or something, Shut Up!



-The Stray Wolves

The boy and the Father

A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished
to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was
picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up
prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Dad.'
With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope
with trembling hands and read the letter.

Dear Dad:

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing
you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I
wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I have been
finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice.
But I knew you would not approve of her because of all
her piercing, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and
the fact that she is 25 years older than I am.

But it's not only the passion... Dad, she's pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a
trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for
the whole winter! We share a dream of having many more
children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that
marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing
it for ourselves and trading it with the other people
that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the
meantime we will pray that science will find a cure
for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it.

Don't worry, Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care
of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to
visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.

Love,
Your son Jeff

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at
Tommy's house. Just wanted to remind you that there
are worse things in life than a report card. That is
in my center desk drawer.

Call me when it's safe to come home.


Thanks to Wolves Rein for this gut-buster.

-The stray Wolves

Love Hurts

Or whatever this is supposed to be.