The chronicles of Donovan: The K-town lowdown

...Yea well this sorty isn't that great but here it is anyways...

 “Joshua…Joshua…. JOSHUA!!!!!!! Slow down!”

“What??? I’m in L…I’m not going that fast.”

“You see that little needle that goes up and down? KEEP IT DOWN!”

“AHCK!”

 “Ok Josh stop it’s some one else’s turn,” said Mrs. D (A.K.A mom =)…but only to her favorite).

“YES!!!!!! It’s PUSTKA’S TURN!” said…well pustka.

Pumba (josh) did a Chinese fire drill and got into the back with Clayton.

“Ok…now witch one is the gas,” said Pustka.

  Mom turned with her eyes glazed over, “Ok get out now Dono doesn’t need anymore damage.”

“ I’m serious! That the only thing I can’t remember.”

“The left.”

 A few rounds around K-town it was someone else’s turn to drive.

“ Ok whose turn is it now.”

“ Oh, Oh my turn,” yelled Dani over all the ruckus.

Mom looked at Lauren, Lauren looked at Pustka, Pustka looked at Pumba and finally Pumba looked at Clayton. Everyone except Mom and Dani bailed out of the car; mauling each other on the way out.

“Well I’m out.”

“ME TOO.”

“Me Three.”

“Right behind ya’ll.”

“Aw come on guys I’m not that bad! Ya’ll stink,” said Dani, smoke practically coming from her ears.

“ Yes you are,” said Pumba.

“ Fine then I’ll drive alone then.”

“ We’ll race you.”

Everyone that got out lined up with Dono, but no one wanted to stand near the van.

“ Oh my god one of ya’ll stand near Dono. Ya’ll are such weenies!”

“ Ok just go,” Mom said impatiently.

Clayton reluctantly took his place next to Dono and Dani turned the key (everybody shuddered at once when she turned it on.).

“Ok…1…2…3!”

 Everybody “started their engines and took off; the people running swerving to the right so Dani wouldn’t kill them.

 When they reached the so-called finish line, the race finished as follows

1. Dani/dono
2. Pumba in a close second
3. Clayton missing a shoe
4. Pustka missing both shoes
5. And last but not least Lauren with the flip-flops

! Itnermission!

*Elevator music playing*

Ok you back yet? Ok good…

WARNING!

What you are about to read is completely bubkis and/or corn pucky. This has never taken’ place at K-town…

  “Ok my turn now,” said the kid with a recently shaved Mohawk.

Every body gave a sigh of relief as Dani got out of the drivers seat.

 Clayton got into the seat and took it out of park and so on and so forth When all of a sudden something ran from the abandoned K-mart shopping center and was slammed right onto the hood of Dono! Mom got out along with Clayton and stood in Aw….

“ Oh my god! It’s a…..

(Dramatic music plays)

Tune in next time to hear Mom say , “ Oh god not the cop’s again!”

The chronicles of Dono: K-town part 2

  “ Clayton hurrie up I have to pee!” said mom ready to piss her pants.

  “ Ok I’M goin’!”
     Just as Clayton whipped into the near by speedy stop drive way, they saw that there was a cop parked right out side of the speedy stop. The cop was looking out the window and eyed them wearily.

 “ God, not the cops again! Remember the last time we met the cop’s in public?” reminded mom after she told us to be on our best behavior (she must have forgotten who she was talking to).

  “Ok I’m going to the bathroom try to act decent because there’s a cop around,” mom said as we walked though the door.

“ Daniel hurrie up I HAVE to go!”

“Wait mom I’ll be out in a second…jeeze!”

“ I don’t have time I’m about to explode!!!!!”

  Just then mom looked over at the boys bathroom. It was open and she was getting desperate.

 “ Thank God,” mom said as she opened the door and much to her surprise Clayton was standing on the other side with a big goofy smile on his face while Pumba was in the background trying not to laugh.

 “ Hey mom can I have 75 cents?”

 “ For what?”

 “ For some thing…uh…edible.”

 “ Ugh…Clayton I can’t buy you gum because then everyone else will want some.”

 “Um…I don’t want gum.”

 “ Well then what do you want,” said mom getting a little agitated with the 20 questions game.

 “I WANT A CONDOM!”

    The cash register lady turned around in embarrassment, Pumba finally let go of his laughter, and Danni thought someone was yelling at her, and Pustka thought her concise was talking to her, and the cop almost choked on his dounut.

 “ Oh really? Ok just let me find 3 quarters.”

“ Really?”

“Yeah, hold on.”

   Mom handed Clayton the 3 quarters. His left eye started to twitch and his mouth slide open slowly.

“ Really really?”

“Yeah, go ahead.”

   From that night on every speedy stop we go to mom give Clayton and Pumba 3 quarters each to go buy a condom. And from that day forward they both have had the dream of getting into the book of world records by having the biggest collection of condoms in the world.

THE END!

The chronicles of Donovan: The K-town lowdown

...Yea well this sorty isn't that great but here it is anyways...

 “Joshua…Joshua…. JOSHUA!!!!!!! Slow down!”

“What??? I’m in L…I’m not going that fast.”

“You see that little needle that goes up and down? KEEP IT DOWN!”

“AHCK!”

 “Ok Josh stop it’s some one else’s turn,” said Mrs. D (A.K.A mom =)…but only to her favorite).

“YES!!!!!! It’s PUSTKA’S TURN!” said…well pustka.

Pumba (josh) did a Chinese fire drill and got into the back with Clayton.

“Ok…now witch one is the gas,” said Pustka.

  Mom turned with her eyes glazed over, “Ok get out now Dono doesn’t need anymore damage.”

“ I’m serious! That the only thing I can’t remember.”

“The left.”

 A few rounds around K-town it was someone else’s turn to drive.

“ Ok whose turn is it now.”

“ Oh, Oh my turn,” yelled Dani over all the ruckus.

Mom looked at Lauren, Lauren looked at Pustka, Pustka looked at Pumba and finally Pumba looked at Clayton. Everyone except Mom and Dani bailed out of the car; mauling each other on the way out.

“Well I’m out.”

“ME TOO.”

“Me Three.”

“Right behind ya’ll.”

“Aw come on guys I’m not that bad! Ya’ll stink,” said Dani, smoke practically coming from her ears.

“ Yes you are,” said Pumba.

“ Fine then I’ll drive alone then.”

“ We’ll race you.”

Everyone that got out lined up with Dono, but no one wanted to stand near the van.

“ Oh my god one of ya’ll stand near Dono. Ya’ll are such weenies!”

“ Ok just go,” Mom said impatiently.

Clayton reluctantly took his place next to Dono and Dani turned the key (everybody shuddered at once when she turned it on.).

“Ok…1…2…3!”

 Everybody “started their engines and took off; the people running swerving to the right so Dani wouldn’t kill them.

 When they reached the so-called finish line, the race finished as follows

1. Dani/dono
2. Pumba in a close second
3. Clayton missing a shoe
4. Pustka missing both shoes
5. And last but not least Lauren with the flip-flops

! Itnermission!

*Elevator music playing*

Ok you back yet? Ok good…

WARNING!

What you are about to read is completely bubkis and/or corn pucky. This has never taken’ place at K-town…

  “Ok my turn now,” said the kid with a recently shaved Mohawk.

Every body gave a sigh of relief as Dani got out of the drivers seat.

 Clayton got into the seat and took it out of park and so on and so forth When all of a sudden something ran from the abandoned K-mart shopping center and was slammed right onto the hood of Dono! Mom got out along with Clayton and stood in Aw….

“ Oh my god! It’s a…..

(Dramatic music plays)

Tune in next time to hear Mom say , “ Oh god not the cop’s again!”

The chronicles of Donovan: The smurf bank robbery

-Vipers’ football game

 Victoria, TX Moody Vs. Victoria

 Parking lot

“ OH, YEA!!!! TAKE THAT MOODY TROJANS,” said Justin on top of Donno with Garret with their faces painted all blue.

“ Ok you two dumb skulls get down we have to figure out where we’re going to go for Justin’s Birthday,” Yelled Mom huffing and puffin from trying to keep up with everyone.

  So, they piled into Donno and away they went.

“ Darn it we need to go get some money from the ATM,” said Mom as we arrived at Johnny Corenos.

 Then everyone piled out of the car again. They all followed Mom though the parking lot, Garret and Justin trailing slightly behind, whispering to each other forming a plan in the minds. Little did they know of the danger lurking in the shadows of the bank they were heading to…and the danger was so dangerous, it had night-vision goggles.

“ Yea I swear it looked and tasted just like cheese!” said Dani as Mom withdrew money from the ATM When all of a sudden out of nowhere Justin comes running out of nowhere yelling, “ 5-0 5-0! IT’S THE PO-PO!” He ran all the way to where everyone with normal colored faces was standing and hid behind the transact machine. Just then the cop that had been chasing him swung completely around the corner in his cop car and pulled up to the group of people. Justin emerged from the back of the machine.

 “ Son what were you doing by the bank door?”

 “I was uh…. um…”

-Inside Johnny Corenos

“ You two better be so glad that I talked ya’ll out of getting is so much trouble,” said Mom taking a sip of tea.

“ Yeah Justin your such and idiot!” said Lauren.

“ AM NOT!”

“ Yeah well you know what?” said Lauren sticking out her hand as far as it would go. Dani and Mom chuckled and did it also.

Pustka stared at them and asked them what that meant (since the boys where gone).

“ Well it a really funny story,” said Mom,” it’s about-.”

“ Hey Fred, (the waiter) we want to sing a song for you, “ said Dani as he brought there deserts to the table.

He nodded ok.

“Ok here it goes!”

Some ride cars some ride vans,

I ride the short bus yes I can,

With a nick-nack-patty-wack give a dog a bone,

I ride the short bus all the way home!”

Fred stared at us and sorta chuckled and left. That was the last time we ever sang at JC’s.

Later after all the cheesecake and ice cream was gone we got ready to leave.

“ Hey Pustka, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Dani said eyeing the peppermint bowl at the door.

THE END!!!!!!

so yea random crap...

we watched the "Patriot" today in U.S. history. I luv to watch gore...its kool..

Turkey day is in 2 days so I wrote a song for whom in my confuze ( like Wesly or Danni):

*to the tune of happie birthday*

happie tanksgiving to you, happie thanksgving to you,

you act like a turkey,

and you taste like one too!

so yea....that was for you Wes...peace out!

 and ,

-Pustka