DARN YOU TODD!!!!!!!

Well, I haven't posted in a while. Not that anyone reads this anyway. Darn it. So Saturday (the 28th for those of you who don't ever know the date when someone asks you), we had our fall festival at church. Have you ever had pudding up your nose? Yeah. Not pleasant. We played this supposed "game" called pudding. 6 chairs seated across a table from eachother, 3 on each side. My partner was my bestest friend in the whole wide world, Leah (love ya girl!). I sat down, then there was no turning back, even when i saw the blindfolds and pudding and I KNEW what was coming. What was the point of this, hmm Todd? Our youth pastor who obviously has an active imagination, Todd, came up with the idea for one person to feed the other pudding with blindfolds on... Yeah, thats it. And then, after the humiliation of getting pudding in all the wrong places with a crowd spectating all the while, I didn't even get to smash some puddin' back in Leah's face. DARN IT ALL. Unfair much??? Next year though, SHE'S GOIN' DOWN. So yeah anyway, then we had the pinata. Boy, was that fun. (Hehe). It was a ghost properly named Billy-bob! (w00t go Billy!) Well, poor Billy-bob got smashed into bits and also was stepped on by me. (w00t go me!) (sorry Billy.) Anyways so yeah. I delivered the final blow. I have that softball-swing, you know. Well actually Todd turned me the wrong way at first, and I missed. But, second time's the charm! After I swung it was followed by these sounds:

SMASH!

Children's screams

Scraping of candy

Someone getting punched

Candy being snatched out of someone elses hands

Mother saying "You've got enough!!!!"

Me going "Hehehehe..."

My friend Racheal cracking up.

Ha. I hadn't swung a bat in so long. But Todd found candy all the way on the other side of the room, which is basically a small gym. w00tage.


GIMME A M!
GIMME A O!
GIMME A N!
GIMME A K!
GIMME A E!
GIMME A Y!

WHAT'S THAT SPELL?????
Monkey. D'oh. =P