not for the weak stomached

so recently things have been busy. it's camp season. high school is done. i leave for jr. high on sunday. camp is fun. lots of other things on my mind, like what you did last summer. i still know, i just can't find my waiters. speaking of scary stories. i should make a movie. have u ever heard of scary sally. she lives in a barn on the farmland by our camp. she had some mental handicaps and her parents didn't want to deal with her so they use to keep her locked in the barn. when she was 12 or 13, on a record breaking hot night in june, she broke out of the barn and dragged her parents to the barn with hay hooks and cut them up with an axe. one of the neighbors found the bodies, but since they didn't even know about sally she was never found out. they say she returns every summer to barn, and those who have heard her cries and screams from the barn are never the same.



the only picture documented of the case is of the mom's body. so it's a little gross.

stuffed animals? how much have they ate?

well let me explain what is going on across the street from the center. there are selling stuffed animals into slavery. it's a horrible gross thing it is. see this guy spends his time building carnival games in his basement. he then proceeds to practice the games, learn all their little secrets, and go pro. he then travels around to all the little fairs, and carnivals that come to town, and rape the carniey games of their prizes. he then sells them into slavery in his front lawn twice a year in the summer time. do you admire a guy who knows his carniey games? does he know they'll never add wack the frog onto the lily pad as an olympic game? oh the things we do to finding meaning.


so do you like stuffed animals? ummmm. warm and fuzzy. get yours today across from 3928 12th Ave, moline, IL.