Monday, November 3, 2008


My dad's girlfriend, Joy, wants a baby goat so bad. More than you can thinkJoy wants my dad to build a baby animal farm. We already but my father doesn't have time. Also we don't even have enuogh wood. Well, speaking of goats, my music teacher Mrs. Gwaltney, has an istrument that is made out of goat nails. The instrument that is made out of goat nails is the loudest. Plus the thunder intrument. I'm sorry but I don't know any goat facts. Please let me know if you do. Anyway, goat nails are gross. Isn't that right?

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