My Age = 12

So the chunk of wood sold. And the stuffed rocking horse. In fact, most of the stuff sells. Disturbing.

Ok, so in other news.. Dick. Hahahahahahahahah. 

Yes I am a 12 year old laughing at a boy named Dick.

Yes, yes, clown, lets have JOKES! CRAZY SCARY JOKES?

Why do people insist clowns are fun?

Fog Swamp. Living with Swans in the Wilderness.

Seriously, first the name of the book - it does not make me think of swans. Second of all, how fascinating! Simply fascinating! A book about living with swans.

I'll take a pass on this one..