"Sparklicious!" exclaimed Poodlefoo as he

"Sparklicious!" exclaimed Poodlefoo as he hopped over the rainbow trellis and onto the flowery peaks. It wasn't often one got to meet a flying kadoodle, but here he was, soaked in

gin, just like his mother. Another Poodlefoo family reunion ruined. Steve Poodlefoo had caught the family curse and like his mother, tried - unsuccessfully - to drown it out with

scalloped potatoes,.a lot of cheese and potatoes. Nothing helped. The last name was stupid and lame. Everyone knew it. The only reason the family kept the name was

because they couldn't scrape together the $75 to file a name change with the county court. So instead the family held on to their surname of Shitte and continued to be the

bane of the illiterate Sunni (but they misspelled it "Sooni") population in the greater Grand Rapids area. Pretty shitty of the soonis if you ask me.

Similarly, when things go bad, don't pun it with "Oh, Shiite." You'll find yourself in a very bad place. The guidebook was quite terrifying, but I already had my tickets, so

I threw them away (How dare they take away my right to make puns!). But a Red Lobster waiter dug through my trash and found the tickets. He soon found himself on a journey to

kick all Pokemons ass and stop the fanboys. I leaved and figured i was writing a diary. I finally ended. I leave to the Zoo. The leon was trying to bite me when

I kicked it but then the bite killed me and no one missed me. The end.