Wednesday, December 31, 2008

New movies to watch

I hope you're all reading this....

Last night I spent the night at Heather's house, and we went and saw Bedtime Stories, (Which I totally recommend)
Then, we came home, had some Carl's Jr, and watched Ghost Town (You might want to watch that on ClearPlay, but in other ways it was a good movie, and I recommend it to.... those who watch lots of PG-13 movies((I know I don't))
And, after that, we put on Penelope, (I LOVED IT - IT IS MY NEW FAVORITE MOVIE OHHHH!!!)
It's a fantasy-romance about a wealthy couple who give birth to a girl with a... curse put upon her that inables her to go out into the outer world.

Monday, December 29, 2008

The bad, worse, and ugly

No one check my blog anymore, okay? I really didn't have to say that cause no one ever does.

Bye, forever!

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Martha decided to move with the times and try the delights of microwave cooking. Whereupon, her devoted husband Archie went out and bought her a brand new top-of-the range Sharp Microwave oven.
Christmas approached and Martha got out her Christmas pudding recipe and assembled the ingredients. She proceeded along traditional lines and even got the each member of the family to stir the mixture 'for luck'. When Martha consulted the microwave's manual for the cooking time, she could not believe that ten minutes would be enough for a traditional Christmas pudding. Consequently she decided to substitute her normal cooking time of 50 minutes.
As Martha was in the lounge watching her favourite T.V. programme she did not see the pudding spitting in the microwave oven, nor did she hear the mini-explosions. When she finally extracted the pudding from the microwave after nearly an hour of cooking on 'High', it smelt of burnt sugar and looked like a ball of tar. Naturally, the Christmas pudding was a disaster, so much so, that Martha could not even prod it with a fork. In fact the black ball stuck to the bottom of the bowl and Archie had to get a screwdriver to prize it from its base.
In a fit of pique, Martha threw the shrivelled Christmas pudding to Togo her St Bernard puppy. After a few days she could see the funny side, and Togo loved his new indestructible toy, which amused him until the next Christmas.



Tuesday, December 9, 2008

I Hope This Will Make You Laugh

My cousin and I are writing this story together.

Once there was a plain, red toothbrush that laid inside it's plastic case for years on the store shelf, gathering dust. Nobody seemed to want to buy it. One day, a little girl named Prunella decided to buy it, but she had no money. So she asked the old storekeeper named Joe. Joe told her that if she did lots of hard, strenuous work and licked the blood of a seal, then he would give it to her for free!
Prunella mistook the blood of a seal for the blood of her dog Fluffy. So she murdered her dog with 1/8 of a second of hesitation and drank the blood from the poor dog's bones and raw meat.
When she showed the storekeeper the picture of her licking the blood with dead Fluffy in the background, (as proof) The storekeeper winced and edged out of the store, running for home so as to protect his poodle, Prunella shrugged and grabbed the red toothbrush off the shelf and opened it.
When she did, a creepy little skeleton thing popped out and declared, "I'm Lindsay Lohan!!" Prunella rolled her eyes. "You're on cocaine again, arent you??!" Lindsay Lohan was so ugly after being on drugs for so many years, that Prunella passed out. She was even uglier than Dr. Laura mixed with Glenn Beck!
Then, in walked a grandma with a miniskirt revealing wrinkles and wrinkles. Her toenails were a long and curling with flaking, old red nail polish.

PS- I found this website that is very very fun where you can morph celebrities' faces together!


Keira Knightley
Natalie Portman

Go to

and go to the top where it says "Start Morphing"

Deviled eggs

Have you ever tasted Hobo Becca's deviled eggs?


You've got to be kidding.

Well, here is a RECIPE FOR THEM!

They're easy to make and fun to chew and taste incredibly yummy.

First, fill a pot (appropriate for cooking rice in) and fill it 2/3 of the way with water and let it boil.

(second) Then, once the water has boiled, drop -gently- the number of eggs you want.

[If you want to eat 2 deviled eggs, than cook 1 deviled egg. If you want to eat 4 deviled eggs, cook 2 deviled eggs... etc] Boil eggs for 10 minutes.

(third) peel off shells then slice each egg in half.

Gently take a spoon and scoop out the crumbly yellow stuff and put in in a bowl. Add 1/8 t. of honey mustard and 1/2+ t. of mayonaise, a small shake of paprika, and a small shake of salt.


Monday, December 1, 2008

A scary story I wrote.

The house was abnormally silent and peaceful, like a marble statue in a graveyard. I guess I expected it to be alight and emitting laughter, music, screams, and explosions of beer bottle lids in the background. But the house just sat there, amused and watching the police officers and me edging towards it. The officers’ fingers flexed around their hand-guns on their belts. I took a deep breath and started looking into the silent windows. I cupped my hands around my eyes as my eyes tried to focus, trying to block out the light from the nearly full moon illuminating the world.
I could just faintly make out the scene inside. It looked the same as it was 3 hours ago.
Every room, from what little I could see, looked the same from when I had last seen it.
I glanced at the officer closest to me and he caught my eye and nodded slightly.
I turned around and tiptoed to the front door that was locked.
Fortunately, I had remembered my hair pin on the way here. I held the mini-flashlight between my teeth as I slid the small metal into the particular keyhole. With ease, the door-knob clicked and I swung the door opened. I smiled before I got to my feet and started inside.
The police came in after me moments later, and together we began to search the house. As I rounded the corner in the hallway- the only light coming from my small flashlight- I tried to explain to myself why I didn’t have the courage to just flip on the light switch. My question was answered seconds later as a rush of cold air wrapped around me, and I suddenly got the impression that I was being watched.