Do you want me to tell you a joke about a few pigs in the mud...oh wait thats a dirty joke.
There is a kid in my class, and whenever someone asked him why the chicken crossed the road, he would say, "Because it felt like it, gosh."
Why DIDN'T the chicken cross the road?
Because he didn't feel like it.
What do you call a horse at night?
A nightmare.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Fazzoli Man flies into the cave and begins an arguement with the evil Pizza Man. He had pizza gaurds beside him.
"why are you turning the people of my town into...PIZZA!
"It's simple. Because pizza tastes so good! I'm going to turn you from a breadstick into pizza!
"That's IT! You said pizza tastes good...right?
"Ye-no no. I did not...Fazz!"
"Yes you did...Pizz!"
suddenly "Fazz" started eating "Pizz".
"OWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! That hurts!!!"
When Fazz was done with his feast everyone was turned into a human again. Once again Fazzoli Man saved the day.
"why are you turning the people of my town into...PIZZA!
"It's simple. Because pizza tastes so good! I'm going to turn you from a breadstick into pizza!
"That's IT! You said pizza tastes good...right?
"Ye-no no. I did not...Fazz!"
"Yes you did...Pizz!"
suddenly "Fazz" started eating "Pizz".
"OWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! That hurts!!!"
When Fazz was done with his feast everyone was turned into a human again. Once again Fazzoli Man saved the day.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Fazzoli Man and the evil pizza man.
Fazzoli Man was just taking a break when out of nowhere a car landed right beside him. "That's not natural," he said. He jumped up and took a look around. Sure enough there were people screaming skyscrapers falling and fling pizza. He imeadiatly new pizza man was behind this. He looked at his "hideout" cave. He saw people walk in and come out as pizza! Fazzoli Man Flew into the cave.
To be continued.
Fazzoli Man was just taking a break when out of nowhere a car landed right beside him. "That's not natural," he said. He jumped up and took a look around. Sure enough there were people screaming skyscrapers falling and fling pizza. He imeadiatly new pizza man was behind this. He looked at his "hideout" cave. He saw people walk in and come out as pizza! Fazzoli Man Flew into the cave.
To be continued.
May I ask you a question?
Sure.
Are you a smart American or a dumb American?
Yes.
What's 1+1?
2.
What's 2+2?
4.
What's 4+4?
8.
What's 8+8?
16.
What's 16+16?
32.
What's 32+32?
64.
What's 64+64?
128.
What's 128+128?
256.
What's 256+256?
512.
What's 512+512?
1024.
What's 1024+1024?
2048.
What's the first question I asked you?
What's 1+1.
Nope! You're a dumb American.
It was: May I ask you a question!
(I had no help from my parents on the math.)
Sure.
Are you a smart American or a dumb American?
Yes.
What's 1+1?
2.
What's 2+2?
4.
What's 4+4?
8.
What's 8+8?
16.
What's 16+16?
32.
What's 32+32?
64.
What's 64+64?
128.
What's 128+128?
256.
What's 256+256?
512.
What's 512+512?
1024.
What's 1024+1024?
2048.
What's the first question I asked you?
What's 1+1.
Nope! You're a dumb American.
It was: May I ask you a question!
(I had no help from my parents on the math.)
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Fazzoli Man
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Jokes and Poems
Jokes and poems? I don't know if you know Dudley Callison, but he wants me to put up jokes and poems. Do you?
Tic Toc Tic Toc
I have something to say. About the clock. It's wrong. Right now it's really about 7:00 A.M. I don't know why it's wrong. Mabey they missed daylight savings for about 16 years, er, something, like that.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Turning 10
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
I got new glasses today! Grandma and Grandpa are coming tomorrow! One more week till my birthday! So much exiting news. I hope I can fit it all in one post. Better make this quick, my mom needs the computer. (-:
:-) retupmoc eht sdeen mom my ,kciuq siht ekam retteb .tsop eno ni lla ti tif nac I epoh I .swen gnitixe hcum os !yadhtrib ym llit erom eno !worromot gnimoc era apdnarG dna amdnarG !yadot sessalg wen tog I
:-) retupmoc eht sdeen mom my ,kciuq siht ekam retteb .tsop eno ni lla ti tif nac I epoh I .swen gnitixe hcum os !yadhtrib ym llit erom eno !worromot gnimoc era apdnarG dna amdnarG !yadot sessalg wen tog I
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Pigskin
Last night we went to a performance at Baylor University called Pigskin. They show all sorts of acts. Before the performance, we played on some inflatables and slides. There was also a farris wheel, but the line was way too long, so we didn't ride it. (I forgot to mention, we brought some friends: The Higgs and Latimers.) I raced Riley Higgs up one of the inflatables. I had to help him up though. Whit and Dad came too. Whit, Dad and the Higgs went home early. Pigskin started at 10:30 and was 2 hours long. We got home at 1:00 and I wanted to post it then, but my mom said I couldn't. (Rip off.)
Friday, November 2, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Memories, precious memories
Paul, Paul, Paul. I can't get him out of my head. He's just too sweet. At first, when he died, I felt like, "This isn't happening." It seemed not real, like a dream. Some people might have no idea how I felt, while others knew exactly how I felt. You might have an experience of a sibling's death.
Ghosts and Ghouls

Someone wanted to know what I was going to be for halloween. Oh, one thing my mom wouldn't let me be anything bloody. I'm going to be the Grim Reaper.
By the way, a bunch of people were asking me for stuff like: The family plans, what we're going to do for Halloween, What I'm going to be for Halloween, whitch I answered already, and pictures. Do not fear, My mom just e-mailed my dad a picture of me to put on the blog.
By the way, a bunch of people were asking me for stuff like: The family plans, what we're going to do for Halloween, What I'm going to be for Halloween, whitch I answered already, and pictures. Do not fear, My mom just e-mailed my dad a picture of me to put on the blog.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Welcome to my new blog
welcome! It's great to start something new. What happened was: I was listening to my parents, and I heard them talking about a blog. I said, "I want a blog!" Sooooooooooooooooooooooo, that's how Jack's News, got started. At first, when my Dad said, "Sure," I thought he was kidding. I'm like, "Are you serious?" He said, "Yes," so I had my answer. Check back soon for news.
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