Pointless Noize: We all know that Nny has a die-ary, but what about everyone else? After years of careful research (years15 minutes), I have put together a collection of journal entries from, well, almost everyone else. First up: Little Todd Casil, better known as Squee. Enjoy.


Dear Diary,

We just moved into our new house! It sure is big, and dark. I don't like the dark. Anywho, our neighbor broke into my bathroom. He's scary. Shmee says he'll kill me. Must remember to booby trap window.

Dear Diary,

Booby-traps failed. Probably shouldn't have bought them from retirement home. Nny (my neighbor) found another way to get in my house. Shmee is PMSing. Very annoying.

Dear Diary,

New kid came to school. His name is Pepito. He keeps calling me his "Little Bitch". Not sure what that means. Better ask Dad.

Dear Diary,

Asked Dad. He said it's "prison talk". New theory: Pepito is an ex-con. Shmee stopped PMSing, and now he's complaining that we never talk anymore. Keeps asking if his butt looks fat. I said no.

Dear Diary,

Nny came over to read me a bedtime story. It wasn't really a bedtime story, just as bunch of talk about "Invader Zim". Then he drew Happy Noodle Boy on my wall and jumped out the window. I think there's something wrong with him.

Dear Diary,

I watched a soap opera with Shmee. Jake is cheating on Sally with her evil twin that's in a come with an eye-patch and a dark secret past that nobody knows about:Pant:Pant:

I hate soap operas.

Dear Diary,

Shmee and Pepito bitch slapped each other for three and a half hours. It was fun to watch. I'm beginning to think there's something wrong with me.

Dear Diary,

I was on the Internet and found a website called fan fiction. net, and there was a slash section. I read it. Note to self: clean eyes with soap.

Dear Diary,

I :thwack:thud:


……to be continued.