what the hell?

Trish and I kicked around at AdventureCentral. She made a finger cast out of toilet paper. Billie's cousin came over to steal some Smarties and let us know that "dude" means elephant butthair. "So what" I said and I meant it. Mom picked us up and Trish wouldn't shut up about this new gamebox game of hers. I guess I didn't mind because I was too busy thinking about Camp Killiwakah and the stars that fill the night sky.