The glory of..... something

The glory of..... something

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Welcome...

First things first.

If you are reading this bog, you are stupid and have nothing better to do with your time.
As I write this blog I am being haunted by the sounds of my nextdoor neighbours cat. Yes a cat.
Scary isn't it? It's the type of cat that doesn't shut up. Even at night.

My poor, poor ears. Not to mention tomorrow I may just loose it and kill that cat.
Anyway, are you wondering why I came up with that address: dreklandyskulduggerypleasent@blogspot.com ?
Because I am here to talk about how weird and stupidly funny Derek Landy and Skulduggery Pleasent are.
Those who have no idea what I'm talking about, feel free to exit this blog and continue your boring lives.



For those of you who are fans of Skulduggery Pleasent and Derek, go to his blog: dereklandy@blogspot.com . But please do not click that untill you finish reading my first and boring blog.

Me myself is a Derek Landy fan. A BIG Derek Landy fan. In fact, a HUGE Derek Landy fan. No a GIGANTIC Derek Landy fan. Okay you get now.

His boks are awesome and cool and funny and awesome. Wait I already said that.
OH MY GOD!!!!!! That cat is seriously bugging me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Those who have cats and are really annoying please give me tips on how to shut them up.
I have already tried throwing fish at him and chocolate. He must have ate it all because he looks a lot fatter that he was 2 weeks ago. All we have left in our fridge is an apple. I am 11 years old. Oldest of the kids. I have two brothers.

I am not going to tell you their names because there are some bad people out there who stalk me.

(by stalk I mean come round for a cup of tea)

This cat is getting on my nerves.

OKAY!!!! Feel free to click the blue bar for dereklandys blog!!!! As I am now going to cut the apple in half and throw one half at the cat. I hope it falls off the balcong as it s starting me own right now.

(by staring I mean deadly looks)

Bye.
Daisy

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