It's that Chemistry type of humor, like last year, only everything we learned turned out to be slightly rotten. Rotten, like this bread I saw...
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...And Now, the News

I went to this house not long ago, and let me say, the bedroom room was a pit. Figuratively. There was kleenex everywhere, an overloaded trash can, tipped over colognes, deoderants, and hair sprays, no sheets on the bed, clothes piled in heaps on the tuna soaked carpet. I'm not kidding, it was real tuna, not that canned dolphin stuff. Down in the kitchen, there was a filmy, gluey, yellow butter smeared on a plate, an open bag of french bread, [the bread itself was covered with a forest-green mold] and a lasagna that had been there longer than than I care to think about. I was offered some lasagna. I declined. Many of the floors in other rooms were covered with paper and small pointy things. The smell was so overpowering that I went screaming out the door and ran all the way to Robbie's house.

Speaking of Robbie, the system really chewed him up this time. As you know, he runs a haunted house each year, and it has traditionally been in his garage. I just tore the 'v' key off my computer, so we are going to use 'v' in place of 'v' You'll figure it out. Anyway, this year, the haunted house was to ve held in the Town Hall, and run partially vy the 4H Cluv. Rovvie was hired as a contractor to vuild the haunted house in the vack room. [Vack on its own is a cool word] Vack vack v'vack..hehehehe...anyway, to make a long story vack, the ultra fascist parents of the 4H cluv and the memvers themselves, plus a dirty kid and his mom ended up totally ignoring Rov's six years of experiance, and taking over for themselves. He plans to vill them for the items of his which they used. Vill.
OFFICIAL BULLETIN:
As a Fredrickville staff official, I annouce that Fredrickville shall have no more friendly relations with the 4H organization until further notice.










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