DJ Benvenuto the revenge hungry Raccoon has this to say:
DAY 2
(THE DAY AFTER
THE GREAT EXILE)
We have been pushed back from the frontlines.
It seems to be a temporary victory for Pretty Boy and his
henchmen.
I am not discouraged and we will fight this to the
bitter end.
So what happened on the battleground today?
Well, this morning I did bring my mamma.
We got to the office at 7 A.M. and waited for little Pretty Boy.
We waited and waited. 10 minutes passed, 20, 30, 40, and finally
50 minutes. I was already 20 minutes late to my class and
that little Pretty Boy was still nowhere to be found.
We asked where he was about 5 times and every time they told us
he should be here in “a few minutes”.
Well, finally one of the secretaries told us that he
GOT A FLAT TIRE!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah, sure he did...
HE WAS PROBABLY AT HOME TOO SCARED TOO COME OUT BECAUSE HE’S HAVING DREAMS
ABOUT
TAIWAN SENSEI (THE GRENADE-THROWING JAPANESE LANGUAGE INSTRUCTOR FROM
TAIWAN)
DASTARDLY DEEDING HIM PAINFULLY.
or
HE WAS IN HIS OFFICE TINKLING ALL OVER HIMSELF, TOO SCARED TO COME
OUT!!!!!
Well, I went on to my class and my mom waited a little while
longer to either speak with Pretty Boy or get an
appointment tomorrow. Well, what happened then is she left
a note for him indicating that she wanted to speak with him and
she left her work number.
I suppose that after Pretty Boy cleaned the tinkle stains off of
his pants he called and asked her what happened.
She proceeded to say that it was about an incident that occurred
yesterday during lunch time. That coward Pretty Boy,
acting oblivious, asked her what grade I was in. She said
10th grade and then Pretty Boy, being the little
lamester that he is, said Mr. Fallguy handles 10th and
9th graders.
Well, she wasn’t gonna take any doo-doo from him so she told him,
“Well, this involves YOU so I’ll be there at 7:45 A.M.
tomorrow.” He was shocked but accepted. I also
know that more likely than not
2 other parental units will go tomorrow so I can proudly say
that the fight for Riaopia is not over.
Ro-hole said: “You kids can’t win!”
Well, I beg to differ, Ro-hole.
Nothing much happened during lunch time today. We ate on the
opposite side of Riaopia and read
Fuji’s manifesto against Pretty Boy, which will probably be in Pretty Boy’s mailbox tomorrow.
We had our
WSS re-enactment
in the usual spot and we still have our bench.
So they haven’t totally driven us out.
I think I have needlessly rambled enough so I will
scurry off now.
So remember, if you break a window, PLEASE PLEASE don’t blame it on RIA.
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