New Guy





When I was about 10, my family and I were going to the Bahamas, but my mom and dad had to take a "stress relieving" trip driving trucks full of nitro-glycerion of extremly bumpy roads in South America, or somthin like that. Anyway, I had to go to my grandpa's farm and didnt have a choice. When I got there this man with an insanley HUGE red nose (it looked infected) showed me to my gramps's house. I had never met him, but he was a very, um how do I say it, he was odd, but very nice. So he went to work and I got on his cow, Mach 5(I didnt know why it was named that till later), and rode until it went mach 5, which isnt freakishly fast for that cow(I learned), and I fell off and hit my funny bone and started laughing even though it felt like I'd broke it. I decided to go see my grandpa's 20 chickens. I got there and found a stick, so I decided to have a little fun, so I picked it up and hit the chickens with it, making them extremely mad and they chased after me and started scratching and pecking me all over, just about then a little diddy was goin through my head, I believe it went a little somthin like this, AAAAAHHHHH GET EM OFF ME, AAAAHHHH, GET EM OFF ME, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Then I decided to just go to Mount Moon. I was half way off when I heard a fine lookin little girl singing an annoyin song. We met and she said her name was… aaahh I think it started with a, I don't know. Anyways we went to the top and started singing that annoying song, but I didn't care because I was next to the prettiest girl I had ever seen. It has been 10 years since that summer and my Grandpa had past away, I have taken over the farm, and there are 5 beautiful women that I can marry. If only I could remember her name…