When the farmer came out. I knew it was time to go. Every year Farmer Jenkins grabs the biggest and the fattest. This was a bad year for me because I had been lifting weights for the big football game. It was parents vs kids. I knew that farmer was coming for me, so I decided to make a run for it. I went to the very back of the barn with the horses. Of course the horses were going to make noise, so I decided to start saying horse noise. Luckily I made it out that year. Just one more year until the next meeting. I think I will try harder to get out of the farm alive.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Thanksgiving Turkey Disaster
Posted by Harley Z at 7:03 AM
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