WEEK 2 CHALLENGE
(Build Your Own Friend)
5 WINNERS
Awe, How Creative
Meet Bartholomew, though he prefers to be called Bart. I met him in my vegetable spinner, nibbling on my lettuce (he likes them greens), but I didn’t want him there so I grabbed his citsalp (that tail thingy) and threw him off my balcony. The next day Bart came back and I promptly defenestrated him again. But then, he came back, so I spun the spinner until he was dizzy and locked him in my cupboard. I then felt bad and let them live in the vege-spinner.
... We are BFFs now. |
Smitch the Switch
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NIGHTMARE FUEL
The Story of Desiree...
To Ms. Andres,
I'd like to introduce my friend Desiree. |
Desiree lives a rather dangerous and dissipated life, but her escapades are all a part of her personal mystery.
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She claims to be the runaway bride of an English Count, but I've figured out what she's really running from: her sinister past in the Romanian Secret Service.
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Desiree enjoys card games, pensive walks in the rain, and long evenings of song and dance. Also, she'll never say no to a glass of wine and a chat with Reilly (don't worry. It's only grape juice).
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"Made a new friend today..."
WHERE ARE THEY NOW?
Update on Terry
Today my mom said we are having potatoes for dinner. Then she told me we didn’t have enough potatoes. I glanced up to where I had left Terry sitting, to check he was safe, but he was gone. The reality of the situation set in when I looked at the cutting board and saw my friend sitting among the common eating potatoes. |
“No!” I cried. “You can’t kill Terry!”
“Oh, I won’t” I looked to her in confusion. “You’re the one who’s going to kill him” she replied. My mother made me murder my little starchy friend. |
Goodbye Terry, I will miss you (not too much though, because I think you’ll taste pretty good).
Disclaimer: Potatoes WERE harmed in the making of this series of photos. |