<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:11:25.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goombah's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog of lies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115939901812887353</id><published>2006-09-27T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:42.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Nine</title><content type='html'>Rebecca, Kevin, and David were chattering about what was happening. "Oh, my!" said Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yep," said Kevin and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey!" said Joe. "We got something on our radar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hooray! We're almost to Venus!" said everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! There's a shield around Venus!" said the computer system of the rocketship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no!" said everybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only people with spacesuits on can get through shields," said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me and Joe should go," said David. "Okay, Joe, let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and David got their spacesuits on and then went off to get on the surface of Venus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's hot over here!" said Joe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sweating!" said David. "Hey, look! A shield generator!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But there's--I can't make it out," said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to keep going," said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, it's a trap! AAAAAH!" said David and Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trap net fell on David and Joe. "Ha! We got prisoners!" said aliens. The aliens tied a knot on the net, then dragged David and Joe toward the shield generator. David and Joe were thrown into a prison cell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Execute them when it's time," said one of the aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sir!" said an alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Joe whispered about what they should do. "I think we should try to distract them by using whatever food's in here," whispered David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I think if we get the guard to get in here, we can sneak out and then lock the door on him!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Alien guard! We've got some &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; good food over here, if you want a bite!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mmmmmm," drooled the alien guard, stupidly. "I'm comin'!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alien guard unlocked the door. "Here, here's the food. Now go eat facing the wall. And don't close the gate!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay," said the alien guard stupidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yay! We're free!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and Joe started running toward the command center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Wha? How in the world did you--HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU GET OUT?!" said the alien captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your stupid guard let us out!" said Joe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's as stupid as a gorilla!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, you-" said the alien captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I think the alien guard just gave us back our laser swords, too," said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. My. God." said the alien captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DESTROY HUMANS," said the computer system of the shield generator. Turrets turned on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AAAAAH! Stupid computer system!" said the alien captain. "You're aiming for us, you stupid--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM! SLASH! David and Joe started fighting the aliens. More BAMS! More SLASHES! They killed the aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha!" said David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My only chance of defeating you stupid humans is to battle you!" said the alien captain. The alien captain got out his laser sword. He gave out a big yell, then charged toward David and Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, Joe, and the alien captain started fighting. BAM! SLASH! The alien captain was dead. "Yay! Hooray!" said David and Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now to disable the shield generator," said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's the power switch!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David pulled down the lever and the shield generator started to shake. "Ohhh no," said both of them. "We've got to get out of here! The whole place is going to blow!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ran to get out of the command center. They got past the traps during the run. Just at the last second, they got out. *COOL EXPLODING SOUND* The shield generator exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yay!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;"Hooray!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, look! The others are landing!" said Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're coming in for a landing," said Rebecca over the communicator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now to explore more of Venus's surface," said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115939901812887353?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115939901812887353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115939901812887353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939901812887353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939901812887353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-nine.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Nine'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115939782661170997</id><published>2006-09-27T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:42.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Eight</title><content type='html'>David and Kevin were crawling through the hole in the prison cell. "It's getting tighter!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You said it!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I see light!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're almost... there..." said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aaah! I'm stuck! I can't move!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me, too!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AAAGH! An alien!" said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were pulled out of the hole. It hurt. "Owie!" said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you tried to escape this time," said the alien captain. "Kill them, boys!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait!" said David and Kevin. "You can't just kill us easily. If you want a real challenge, give us back our laser swords!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, that's a good idea," said the alien captain. "Give them back their laser swords."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha! I can take you out easily!" said David and Kevin. BAM! SLASH! MORE BAMS! MORE SLASHES! The aliens were all dead, except for the alien captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll get you for this! SELF-DESTRUCT SYSTEM ACTIVATED!" said the alien captain.&lt;br /&gt;"Self-destruct system activated," said the computer system of the alien spaceship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no! The captain ejected! Now we're left here to explode to death!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've got to get out here!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've got to get our spacesuits on, too!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've only got a few minutes to get out of here," said Kevin. "Hey, look! Our spacesuits!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But--they're blocked by alien guards!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HIIIIYAAAAHHHH!" said both of them. BAAAAAMMMMM! SLAAAAAAAAAAAASSHHHHH! [Author laughing] David and Kevin killed the alien guards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hooray!! Yay!" said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, we got our spacesuits," said Kevin. "LET'S GO!" said both of them. They put on their spacesuits. Then they used the jetpack that somehow got on them and blasted out of the hole that the alien captain used for an ejection hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KABLOOEY! The alien ship exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YESSS!" said Kevin and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, back to the rocketship," said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're back!" said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hooray! Yay!" said all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca said, "What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll tell you that on the way to Venus," said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115939782661170997?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115939782661170997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115939782661170997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939782661170997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939782661170997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-eight.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Eight'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115939703787634946</id><published>2006-09-27T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:42.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Seven</title><content type='html'>"Venus it is," said Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were halfway there when they heard something. It was an alien spaceship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two could go outside to ambush the alien spaceship. David and Kevin put on their spacesuits and went off to get to the core of the alien spaceship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhh noooo," said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What in the world?! They have an ion cannon! We have to stop the alien spaceship!" said David. They went as fast as they could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm being pulled by a tractor beam!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me, too!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Muahahahahaha," said the alien captain. "Take them prisoner!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!" said David. The communicator was ringing. Rebecca said, "Hello? Do you read me? David, are you there?" David got hit unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were thrown into a cell. "Ouch!" said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are we?" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A prison cell," said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is bad. REAL bad," said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've got to find a way to get out of this prison cell!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, look! A hole in the wall!" said Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David said, "That's our only way out of this alien spaceship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go!!" said both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115939703787634946?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115939703787634946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115939703787634946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939703787634946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939703787634946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-seven.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Seven'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115939642337682898</id><published>2006-09-27T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:42.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Six</title><content type='html'>After they were done cheering, they all went in the same directions they were going in the first place. David found a part. It was an engine. He brought it back to where they camped out. Then kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, Aiden, Kathrynn, and Kevin found shields for the armor, machine guns for the ship, and some armor for the ship. They brought it back to where they camped out, and kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe found a space suit, for going out into space when something has been hit or damaged. Wendy found a repair hammer for space. Josh found almost everything. They both went back to where they were camping out. Then they stayed there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David came back with another part. He found another space suit. And an Xbox. He also found a transforming kitchen and living room. It can go inside the rocketship for a living room and kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, Kathrynn, Kevin and Aiden found some food, an Xbox 360, and all of the games for an Xbox and an Xbox 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about three hours for them to finish the rocketship. Then they said, "A very, very nice rocketship!" Then they were off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which planet?" asked Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Venus!" said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115939642337682898?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115939642337682898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115939642337682898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939642337682898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115939642337682898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-six.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Six'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115933551603027233</id><published>2006-09-26T22:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:42.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Five</title><content type='html'>David and his friends went to get parts for a rocketship. David went out south, some of the others went north, Joe went west, Wendy went east, and Josh went northeast. Rebecca, Kevin, Aiden, and Kathrynn went southwest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While David was going south, he heard a noise. It was aliens! He jumped into a crater. He got his laser sword out. Just before the first part of this, when the battle came up, when they first got taken to the moon, David somehow got communicators. He gave a communicator to each of his friends. Now, back to the story: David got out his communicator and called for help. David said, "I need backup!" (That means help.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said, "I'm on my way!" &lt;br /&gt;Rebecca said, "I'm coming!" &lt;br /&gt;Aiden said, "I'm trying to come in, but I cannot move fast."&lt;br /&gt;Kathrynn said, "I'm running as fast as I can!"&lt;br /&gt;Joe said, "Okay!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Wendy said, "Josh and me found each other accidentally, so we're both coming!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they all got there, they all jumped into the crater with David. They got their flamethrower, laser guns, and laser swords out. David said, "CHARGE!!!!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all went into battle. They all said, "DUMBASSES!" The aliens said, "What in the world?!" BAM! SLASH! *COOL REPEATING SOUND OF GUN* BAM! SLASH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!" said an alien.&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch!" said more aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the aliens were dead. Everyone said, "Hooray! Yay!" and jumped in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115933551603027233?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115933551603027233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115933551603027233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115933551603027233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115933551603027233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-_115933551603027233.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Five'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115923867561296923</id><published>2006-09-25T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:42.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Four</title><content type='html'>After the battle, David said, "We should go on an adventure!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others said, "It sounds kind of dangerous. And even more dangerous, because aliens are all over the planets." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David said, "Don't worry! We can take those aliens out in no time!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okayyy..." said the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115923867561296923?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115923867561296923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115923867561296923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115923867561296923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115923867561296923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-four.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Four'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115923008433914415</id><published>2006-09-25T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Three</title><content type='html'>When David's friends went to sleep, the dinosaurs heard another thing. An army of aliens! They were planning to take over the galaxy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and his friends were going to go up there and destroy the army. While they were going up there, they heard the captain of the aliens say, "We need to plant more armies on all the planets, including Earth!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David said, "I want to call them 'dumbasses.' Everybody else, CALL THEM 'DUMBASSES'!!" So David and his friends went up to call them "dumbasses." It was funny. So funny the aliens puked. Then David and his friends killed them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115923008433914415?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115923008433914415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115923008433914415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115923008433914415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115923008433914415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-three.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part Three'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115922076685014067</id><published>2006-09-25T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinsoaurs Series Two: Part Two</title><content type='html'>THEN. David and his friends and the dinosaurs were being sucked up to the moon. Like in series one, they brought laser swords and laser guns. Well, they brought a flamethrower with them, too. They were going to camp out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were sleeping, the dinosaurs heard a noise. Other kids were spying on them. The kids' names were Joe, Wendy, and Josh. They were friendly. They joined the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe was telling David about how they got to the moon. He was saying, "Just before your battle took place, we were sucked up to the moon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," David said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115922076685014067?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115922076685014067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115922076685014067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115922076685014067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115922076685014067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinsoaurs-series-two-part-two.html' title='Dinsoaurs Series Two: Part Two'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115922060888885492</id><published>2006-09-25T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Series Two: Part One</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, again, David heard a stomping noise. It was a dinosaur again. The same black one. He was taken to the desert, again. That is where another big battle came in. This time, there was two big, bad, brown T-Rexes. All of David's friends attacked the big brown T-Rexes. This was an easier battle than Series One. All of David's friends were with other dinosaurs. They won the battle. THEN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115922060888885492?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115922060888885492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115922060888885492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115922060888885492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115922060888885492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinosaurs-series-two-part-one.html' title='Dinosaurs Series Two: Part One'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115916536638755604</id><published>2006-09-24T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time: Part 1</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was this one kid that wanted to have adventures. Just like in the &lt;a href="http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_goombahblog_archive.html"&gt;dinosaurs posts&lt;/a&gt;. Remember all those parts? It was pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the story. His name was Joe. Joe got sucked up to Jupiter, where all of his friends were. Like in the dinosaur posts, they had laser swords and laser guns. But not a ship. They planned to explore Jupiter, then build a ship to go back to Earth. THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued... maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115916536638755604?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115916536638755604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115916536638755604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115916536638755604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115916536638755604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/once-upon-time-part-1.html' title='Once Upon a Time: Part 1'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-115916506511056854</id><published>2006-09-24T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weirdest Most Weirdest of All the Posts</title><content type='html'>Once upon a once upon a, there lived a really weird person. He weirded people out. He even weirded out poop. And pee. He can also weird out God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-115916506511056854?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115916506511056854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=115916506511056854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115916506511056854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/115916506511056854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/weirdest-most-weirdest-of-all-posts.html' title='The Weirdest Most Weirdest of All the Posts'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-113714033938148031</id><published>2006-01-13T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David that Smelled Like Poop</title><content type='html'>There was someone named David and he was going to go to a place that smelled like poop. When David got out of the place, he smelled like poop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went back home and his parents said that he smelled like poop. And David said, "Ohhh, I smell like poop because I went to a place that had poop in it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parents said, "Oh my God! You'd better take a bath!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then David went and took a bath and still smelled like poop. Another bath, and he didn't smell like poop again. He never went to that place that had poop in it, and he was always taking a bath EVERY SINGLE DAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-113714033938148031?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113714033938148031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=113714033938148031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/113714033938148031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/113714033938148031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/david-that-smelled-like-poop.html' title='David that Smelled Like Poop'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-113714011531909647</id><published>2006-01-13T00:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maximum Totally Weirdest and Stupidest Lie That's Ever Been Posted in the Whole World</title><content type='html'>There is one guy that's the weirdest guy in the world. The weirdest guy in the world was going to do the stupidest thing in the whole world. He got a whoopee cushion, put some stupid stuff on it, and waited for someone to sit on it. When someone sat on it, the noise was like a poop, and it was stupid as hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-113714011531909647?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113714011531909647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=113714011531909647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/113714011531909647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/113714011531909647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/maximum-totally-weirdest-and-stupidest_13.html' title='The Maximum Totally Weirdest and Stupidest Lie That&apos;s Ever Been Posted in the Whole World'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-112588160899645238</id><published>2005-09-04T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Panther and the Thing: Part 1</title><content type='html'>The Pink Panther was walking in the street. A thing walked past him. The thing looked like a goose, but it wasn't a goose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pink Panther tried to walk faster toward the thing. Then he saw it up close. It was icky and full of poop. The Pink Panther was grossed out, and barfed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pink Panther didn't want to look at that thing anymore. He went back home. He was trying to feel better about the barf that he just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-112588160899645238?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112588160899645238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=112588160899645238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/112588160899645238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/112588160899645238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/pink-panther-and-thing-part-1.html' title='Pink Panther and the Thing: Part 1'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-112588129408769155</id><published>2005-09-04T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stupidest Lie That You Have Ever Seen</title><content type='html'>There was some guy named No One. It was a weird name. Some guy came up to him and punched him. And No One said, "Aaah." The Some Guy said, in a weird voice, "You're the meanest guy in the world!" No One was pissed and punched The Some Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-112588129408769155?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112588129408769155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=112588129408769155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/112588129408769155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/112588129408769155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/stupidest-lie-that-you-have-ever-seen.html' title='The Stupidest Lie That You Have Ever Seen'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111804305620289146</id><published>2005-06-06T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Part of The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>Detective David was looking out the window. People were coming to his house. Coming with lots and lots and lots of clues. That was so helpful of those people. They were so nice, they gave him all of their clues that they found for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David looked at the clues and put them together. The guy that loved this stuff is... the Whoopee Cushion Stealer!! He was the guy that stole all this stuff! Now he's going to jail for now! That's another case down and some more to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111804305620289146?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111804305620289146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111804305620289146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111804305620289146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111804305620289146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/06/final-part-of-detective-thats-named.html' title='The Final Part of The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111804233471441942</id><published>2005-06-06T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 6 of The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>Detective David was sitting on his porch, waiting for the mail. It was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David wanted to go search for clues. He went to a friend's house. Kevin was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Kevin," said Detective David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Howdy," said Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How's it going?" said Detective David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good," said Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have any clues?" said Detective David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm just sitting on one," said Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, thanks. Is it a whoopee cushion?" said Detective David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks. I'll be needing that for a long time." Detective David went back to his headquarters and waited for his mail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111804233471441942?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111804233471441942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111804233471441942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111804233471441942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111804233471441942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-6-of-detective-thats-named-david.html' title='Part 6 of The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111604976783514521</id><published>2005-05-13T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a fish.</title><content type='html'>I was a fish and I'm in a fishbowl with my family. They're not fishes. I'm the only one being a fish. I'm using my computer right now in my fishbowl. In my home is a castle. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111604976783514521?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111604976783514521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111604976783514521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111604976783514521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111604976783514521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-fish.html' title='I am a fish.'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111508115623639932</id><published>2005-05-02T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 5 of The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>"Yo ho ho," said Detective David. "Huh huh huh," said Detective David. He was dreaming about Santa Claus going into his mind and making him be a Santa Claus. It was weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David wanted to go to a toy store. He went to a toy store. He found some kind of thing that wasn't supposed to be in a toy store. It looked like a kitchen stove. It looked like a clue from his notebook. It was! He dragged it to his headquarters and went to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111508115623639932?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111508115623639932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111508115623639932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111508115623639932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111508115623639932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/05/part-5-of-detective-thats-named-david.html' title='Part 5 of The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111471681977915749</id><published>2005-04-28T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:41.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4 of The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>Detective David was still in his headquarters, sleeping. He was dreaming about some big thing trying to run over him. It was weird, and Detective David was pretty weirded out. He woke up and found a clue on his porch. It was a clue, just like in his notebook! He picked it up and put it in his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111471681977915749?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111471681977915749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111471681977915749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111471681977915749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111471681977915749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/part-4-of-detective-thats-named-david.html' title='Part 4 of The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111471670896151118</id><published>2005-04-28T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3 of The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>Detective David found a house. An old one. There was something in there. It looked like a dead guy. It woke up. It was a zombie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David pulled out his gun and shot it. It was dead. Again. And Detective David found something that looked the same as his picture of the clue. It was the clue! He picked it up and put it in his pocket. And went back to headquarters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111471670896151118?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111471670896151118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111471670896151118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111471670896151118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111471670896151118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/part-3-of-detective-thats-named-david.html' title='Part 3 of The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-111455410176847931</id><published>2005-04-26T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 of The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>Detective David found a desert and found a pointy pyramid. Detective David was going to go inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw a little kittycat. The kittycat ran towards something. It looked like one of the clues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David pulled out his notebook. It looked the same as the picture of the clue. He picked up the clue and put it in his pocket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat led him out of the pyramid. And Detective David went back to his headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-111455410176847931?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/111455410176847931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=111455410176847931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111455410176847931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/111455410176847931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/04/part-2-of-detective-thats-named-david.html' title='Part 2 of The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-110698708401079316</id><published>2005-01-29T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Detective That's Named David</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there lived a detective named David. He was going to solve a mystery. He was going to find all the clues to solve the mystery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David said, "I'm going to find those clues. If I give up, I will still be a detective!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David searched for places to look. Some guy said, "Who are you? Detective David?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I am," said Detective David. "Who are you, to ask for my name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The some guy said, "Detective David! You are going to find all of those clues? How are you going to do that? There's lots places in this place." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detective David said, "I can find those clues! Even if I give up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-110698708401079316?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110698708401079316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=110698708401079316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110698708401079316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110698708401079316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/detective-thats-named-david.html' title='The Detective That&apos;s Named David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-110578151937543697</id><published>2005-01-15T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tissue</title><content type='html'>Once upon a tissue, there was a kid named Tissue. Her parents were named Tissue and Tissue. One day some tissue was going to go over to someone's house that was named Tissue. The guy's name was Tissue and Mom Tissue said, "What are you talking about? Blah blah blah blah!" Kid Tissue said, "Who are you people??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tissue&lt;br /&gt;(That's the ending)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-110578151937543697?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110578151937543697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=110578151937543697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110578151937543697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110578151937543697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2005/01/tissue.html' title='Tissue'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-110318272331925661</id><published>2004-12-15T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Castles of the Night: Chapter Two</title><content type='html'>When we got up to the tower, we saw some kind of house. We went down the tower to go into the house. I had my games in my backpack. I had a Play Station 2 in my backpack. I thought that there was a plug for my Play Station 2. We got in the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathrynn said, "This is wood. I wanted brick." I said, "Don't say anything about the wood. I love wood! I looove cutting wood!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathrynn said, "Soooooooooo? Are we going to hook up our Play Station 2?" We hooked up our Play Station 2 and played. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden it was time to leave this place. We got back to the treehouse and found our home planet book. We wished back to our home house. We said it. The tree house spinned faster. The winds whistled louder. Then it was quiet. Kathrynn said, "That was a great time at the castle!" I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-110318272331925661?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110318272331925661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=110318272331925661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110318272331925661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110318272331925661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/castles-of-night-chapter-two.html' title='Castles of the Night: Chapter Two'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-110318228219070599</id><published>2004-12-15T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Make a Drink Called Rude-Beer</title><content type='html'>I wanted to make a drink called Rude-Beer. I didn't have the Rude in my closet. So I had beer, but I didn't have Rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-110318228219070599?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110318228219070599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=110318228219070599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110318228219070599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110318228219070599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-want-to-make-drink-called-rude-beer.html' title='I Want to Make a Drink Called Rude-Beer'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-110102343497290963</id><published>2004-11-20T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Go to Paris</title><content type='html'>I asked Dawn and Keith, "What if I runned away to Paris?" We had lots of money. So Dawn and Keith said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some wood, metal, more wood, mirrors, all of our stuff, and the toy toilet with farting putty. We built our train tracks, but our train didn't really work because we didn't have enough money for wheels. We only had $10,000. The wheels were $10,405. That was too much to get the wheels! So we took another train to Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to Paris. We saw the tower of Paris. I wanted to go up. It was really big. I wanted to go to look up and see the good view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun in Paris. We had food, played arcade games, ate pizza, and then we went home. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-110102343497290963?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110102343497290963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=110102343497290963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110102343497290963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110102343497290963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/we-go-to-paris.html' title='We Go to Paris'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-110058482752254735</id><published>2004-11-15T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Castles of the Night</title><content type='html'>I was at Kathrynn's house. We were playing games. All of a sudden we saw an oak tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rope ladder on the oak tree. There was a tree house on there. We were going to climb up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw lots and lots and lots and lots of books. Kathrynn found a book about castles. There was a bookmark in the book. We were going to go inside the book when we said, "I wish we could go to the book of castles." The treehouse spinned hard. Harder and harder. The wind whistled louder and louder. Then it was quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a knight down there. Down at the bottom of the tree house. We were going to go follow him. Kathrynn said, "I don't know, that looks pretty dangerous." I said, "I don't know what you're talking about! And be quiet! I don't want the knight to see us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to go in the castle. It was a big one. We were going in! We saw lots of people inside the castle. I said, "Yeah, there are lots of people!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The castle had towers and dungeons. I was going to go in the tower with Kathrynn. We were setting off for an adventure. We looked for a place that looked good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-110058482752254735?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110058482752254735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=110058482752254735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110058482752254735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/110058482752254735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/castles-of-night.html' title='Castles of the Night'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109859862259657808</id><published>2004-10-23T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 10: Dinosaurs Go To Pluto and They Get Lost</title><content type='html'>When we were done on Mars, we went to Pluto. When we got to Pluto, we found a big planet by it. The dinosaurs were going to go check it out. We were going for Pluto. I didn't want the dinosaurs to get hurt, so I went with the dinosaurs. Kathrynn, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got on the big planet. "Wow, that planet is really, really, really big!" Kathrynn said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, it sounds really dangerous," I said, in a weird voice. Kathrynn really loved the voice that I said. With a really weird voice, I said, "I don't know, I hate it when we go to a big planet!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found some more aliens. Me and Kathrynn was hiding. I got out of the hole. And I wanted to battle. Kathrynn said, "There're too many of them! I'll go, too." I said, "No, it's really dangerous." Kathrynn agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the aliens dumbasses. Then I won, with a SLICE and a BAM and more slices and bams and that would be the end of the battle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others were done on Pluto, and we were done on the big giant planet. But the dinosaurs were lost. I didn't want to go without the dinosaurs. The others comed with me. Kathrynn was coming, too. And Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a clue. It was a dinosaur step. It led to Venus. We got to Venus with our space ship. There were still more footsteps of dinosaurs. It led to where lots of trees were at. We found the dinosaurs. Then the dinosaur steps were fading from the sun at Venus. We were lost, too. Kevin said, "I remember where the footsteps were. Follow me!" We followed Kevin. Then we got to our space ships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home to Earth. The dinosaurs went back to the past where they were. And then we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109859862259657808?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109859862259657808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109859862259657808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109859862259657808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109859862259657808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-10-dinosaurs-go-to.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 10: Dinosaurs Go To Pluto and They Get Lost'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109751928815841287</id><published>2004-10-11T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 9: The Dinosaurs Go to Mars</title><content type='html'>When we were done on Jupiter, we were going to go to Mars. We found our space ship. I didn't know what happened, but the engines were down. I found some engines when the Leader of All Guys dropped some engines. Then we put them in and we set off for Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of fun on my space ship. Kevin said, "Let's play Star Wars: Rebel Strike!" I agreed, so we played. It's a two-player game. I was the one that destroyed the Death Star. And we got to Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw another army of guys. We were going to attack again. But this time there were &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; Leaders of All Guys. Kevin was going to battle the first one, and I was going for the second one. The others were going for the other guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin beat his first one. He found something. It was a crystal. And I killed mine, but there was nothing. Kevin said, "Wow. This is a crystal!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I don't know if that would be a dangerous thing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said, "Don't be silly. It could be a good thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others beat all of the other guys. I said, "Wow. That's a big space ship. Bigger than ours! Let's take it!" Me and Kevin were going to take the big one. The others were going to take the little one. Then we were going to set off for Pluto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109751928815841287?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109751928815841287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109751928815841287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109751928815841287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109751928815841287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-9-dinosaurs-go-to-mars.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 9: The Dinosaurs Go to Mars'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109728452550620436</id><published>2004-10-08T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 8: Dinosaurs Go to Jupiter</title><content type='html'>When we were done at Saturn, we found our space ship again. And we went to Jupiter. We ate. We slept. And we also brought some video games on the space ship, and a TV. And I was playing some cool games. I was playing Batman. After that, Star Wars: Rebel Strike. I had an X Box on the space ship. I played Halo. Then we got to Jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun time on the space ship. Then something happened. I heard footsteps. Those must be an army of guys. We were going to find out. We hid in some trees. They &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; an army of guys. They were setting up to go to all of the planets. We had to fight them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out and began the battle. One of the bad guys said, "What?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "We're here to destroy your army!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One said, "Ha ha ha! You're never going to destroy my army of guys!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said, "You dumbasses." Kathrynn agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One said, "I'm going to kill you for this!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I'm going to kill you, dumbass!" Kevin agreed. Then we began the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the other guys battled, too. And the dinosaurs. We were fighting the dumbasses. I thought we would never win this battle. Some had flame throwers. Some had ultimate guns. I found lots of ultimate guns for all of my friends at the battle. We battled all of the bad guys that were standing. And then after those guys, we were going to battle The Leader of All Guys. He was kind of strong. But I was the greatest battler in the world. I got my laser sword out. He got a laser sword, too. "I'm going to take this guy," I said. Kevin agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to beat you," The Leader of All Guys said. Then we battled. I was doing great at battling. But the other guy was stronger. I got him a million times with my laser sword. The Leader of All Guys got me 100 times. But only one more hit for him and he's dead! I tried to hit him, but he was too fast. I hit him--BAM! He's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said, "Watch out!" I agreed. Someone was going to kill me, but I got him. WHAP! That was the end of the battle. We set off for Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109728452550620436?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109728452550620436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109728452550620436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109728452550620436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109728452550620436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-8-dinosaurs-go-to.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 8: Dinosaurs Go to Jupiter'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109719746669548370</id><published>2004-10-07T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 7: We Were Done With the Rocket Ship and the Dinosaurs Got the Last Pieces</title><content type='html'>When we were kind of finished with the rocket ship, we were missing two pieces. The dinosaurs brought us those two pieces. And we fitted them on, and we were ready to go. First, Saturn. "We are ready to go to Saturn," I said. Kevin agreed. Rebecca, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the moon. We were having some food on the space ship. We were having a fun time in my space ship. I called it David's Space Ship Built By Me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Saturn, we saw some bad aliens and bad guys. They had some different weapons, not like us. But we needed some more firepower. We got some more firepower from behind the trees. Fire guns, flame throwers, and other stuff. We were ready to battle! I was ready, too, and the dinosaurs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 11 bad guys. And 2 aliens. That makes 13 bad guys. I was taking the guys, the others were taking the aliens. Kevin wanted to fight with me, and I agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we fighted the biggest battle in the world! It was the first biggest battle. Now this battle was over. We killed all the aliens and bad guys. "That was a good battle, everyone," I said. Kevin agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109719746669548370?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109719746669548370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109719746669548370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109719746669548370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109719746669548370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-7-we-were-done-with.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 7: We Were Done With the Rocket Ship and the Dinosaurs Got the Last Pieces'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109719710798552521</id><published>2004-10-07T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 6: The Dinosaurs Go On An Adventure With Me</title><content type='html'>I woke up. All of my other friends woke up, too. And the dinosaurs. I said, "Let's go on an adventure!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said, "It would be kind of dangerous." Rebecca agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Don't be silly. It will be a good adventure! Going to Saturn, going to Mars, lots of different kind of adventures we could go on." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin said, "Those look like my favorite planets in the universe." I agreed. Kathrynn, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what we could do on that adventure to lots of different planets in space. We needed to build a rocket to go to all of those planets. If we didn't have a rocket, we wouldn't go to one of those planets. Kathrynn agreed. Kevin, too. We started building our rocket ship. I got all the pieces to make the rocket ship. It would be a good time being in the rocket ship. I brought some food, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109719710798552521?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109719710798552521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109719710798552521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109719710798552521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109719710798552521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-6-dinosaurs-go-on.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 6: The Dinosaurs Go On An Adventure With Me'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109719668828753891</id><published>2004-10-07T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 5: The Dinosaurs See Aliens Spying On Us</title><content type='html'>When we were sleeping, the dinosaurs heard a noise and woke us up. We thought it was aliens. It was aliens! They were spying on us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed to fight the aliens. One had a laser sword and another had a laser gun and another had a laser sword, too. We got into battle. I had a laser sword and Kevin was fighting with me. When the battle was almost ended we were winning the whole battle. We killed them all! It was a good battle for us, for the first battle on the moon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't know what else was going to be out there. But we would find out. I didn't know if the next enemies would have different kinds of weapons. We went back to sleep, and the dinosaurs, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109719668828753891?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109719668828753891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109719668828753891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109719668828753891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109719668828753891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-5-dinosaurs-see-aliens.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 5: The Dinosaurs See Aliens Spying On Us'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109712450242785774</id><published>2004-10-06T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 4: The Dinosaurs Are Going to Give Us Some More Firepower</title><content type='html'>When we got to the moon, the dinosaurs gave us some firepower. Some more laser swords and some more laser guns. We knowed how to use guns and swords, and we were going to fight ourselves out of the moon. And battle all the bad guys that were there at the moon! It was not easy. But we tried our best! It was a good time having a camp on the moon. I brought some camp stuff and food. And we were the best kids ever that ever got on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109712450242785774?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109712450242785774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109712450242785774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712450242785774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712450242785774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-4-dinosaurs-are-going.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 4: The Dinosaurs Are Going to Give Us Some More Firepower'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109712432362633104</id><published>2004-10-06T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:40.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 3: The Dinosaurs Go to the Moon</title><content type='html'>When we were done on the battle, something was happening. We were being taken to the moon! All of my friends were coming, too, and all of the dinosaurs that lost the battle. But my parents weren't coming. Neither were the other parents. We needed to fight ourselves back to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to fight ourselves back to earth. But we needed some firepower. We actually bringed some laser guns and some laser swords. Those would be good for our adventure. The Adventure from the Moon to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109712432362633104?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109712432362633104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109712432362633104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712432362633104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712432362633104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-3-dinosaurs-go-to-moon.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 3: The Dinosaurs Go to the Moon'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109712411437530674</id><published>2004-10-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinosaurs Part 2: The Nice Dinosaurs Win</title><content type='html'>When the battle started all of the dinosaurs were attacking the bad brown T-Rex. My dinosaur was doing good at battling. All of the other dinosaurs lost that battle, but my dinosaur was the coolest dinosaur in the world. It beat the bad brown T-Rex. And that was the battle. It was a cool one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109712411437530674?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109712411437530674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109712411437530674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712411437530674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712411437530674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-part-2-nice-dinosaurs-win.html' title='Dinosaurs Part 2: The Nice Dinosaurs Win'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109712225580619276</id><published>2004-10-06T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dinosaurs Has Been Extinct Now</title><content type='html'>I was in my house. Suddenly I heard a stomp noise. It sounded like a real live dinosaur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dinosaur! It was a T-Rex! Then I climbed on the dinosaur's back. It gave me a ride to the desert. Other people had been to the desert already with the other dinosaurs. My father and mother were there. And Kevin and Rebecca and Kathrynn and Aiden and all of my other friends were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard another stomp noise. It was a mean dinosaur. It was another T-Rex. It was a different one, it was brown. My other one was black. Our dinosaurs battled the T-Rex that was brown. I didn't know if the dinosaurs could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109712225580619276?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109712225580619276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109712225580619276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712225580619276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109712225580619276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/10/dinosaurs-has-been-extinct-now.html' title='The Dinosaurs Has Been Extinct Now'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109625256753629863</id><published>2004-09-26T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Scums and Space Rangers</title><content type='html'>[Part one posted &lt;a href="http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/space-aliens-and-space-rangers.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back the citizens thought we were aliens. But we were not aliens. We called them. And they noticed we were not aliens. And when we got down those were not citizens. They were aliens! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More space rangers comed up and battled the aliens with laser guns. We had laser guns and they had laser shields and laser swords. We battled in a big war. Some of our space rangers got hit by the guys. But this was a big war, we were still getting the space aliens. And then the space aliens lost and we ruled this planet for years and years. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109625256753629863?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109625256753629863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109625256753629863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109625256753629863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109625256753629863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/space-scums-and-space-rangers.html' title='Space Scums and Space Rangers'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109622633143799352</id><published>2004-09-26T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pippi Longstocking and Me</title><content type='html'>I was going to go to Pippi's house to have a sleepover. We played lots of fun games there. But suddenly we read a story that Pippi didn't even have before. We didn't know where it came from. It was called &lt;em&gt;David and the Knight&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wished that we were actually in a knight's castle. And suddenly the house got spinning. It was spinning and spinning and louder and louder and suddenly it stopped. And then I saw myself and the knight. Then a guard saw us and captured us. Then we got put in a dungeon. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109622633143799352?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109622633143799352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109622633143799352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109622633143799352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109622633143799352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/09/pippi-longstocking-and-me.html' title='Pippi Longstocking and Me'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109346833416683961</id><published>2004-08-25T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/Castle1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/Castle1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Castle&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109346833416683961?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109346833416683961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109346833416683961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109346833416683961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109346833416683961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/08/castle.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109337873215895534</id><published>2004-08-24T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dungeons and Dragons (not a lie)</title><content type='html'>I got level 2 and I got experience points and I got a power attack. My character is Tordek, a dwarven fighter. I killed skeletons and rats and more skeletons and snakes and hobgoblins and goblins. I like to play because it's cool. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109337873215895534?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109337873215895534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109337873215895534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109337873215895534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109337873215895534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/08/dungeons-and-dragons-not-lie.html' title='Dungeons and Dragons (not a lie)'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109139059105839527</id><published>2004-08-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/DaveHouse.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/DaveHouse.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109139059105839527?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109139059105839527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109139059105839527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109139059105839527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109139059105839527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/08/house.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109133720161258886</id><published>2004-07-31T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/Boy%20That&amp;#39;s%20Been%20Borned.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/Boy%20That&amp;#39;s%20Been%20Borned.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy That's Been Borned&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109133720161258886?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109133720161258886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109133720161258886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109133720161258886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109133720161258886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/boy-thats-been-borned.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109132841924686849</id><published>2004-07-31T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: The Cat That Sat by Marie Vinje</title><content type='html'>[This review is not a lie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The Cat That Sat.jpg" src="http://dawnjoy.pkmoutl.net/blog/archives/The Cat That Sat.jpg" width="123" height="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this book so much. It was kind of cool. I liked the cat that was sitting on the window. It was a toy animal. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109132841924686849?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109132841924686849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109132841924686849' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109132841924686849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109132841924686849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/book-review-cat-that-sat-by-marie.html' title='Book Review: &lt;em&gt;The Cat That Sat&lt;/em&gt; by Marie Vinje'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109132812985281970</id><published>2004-07-31T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/Death%20Picture.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/Death%20Picture.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Picture&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109132812985281970?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109132812985281970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109132812985281970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109132812985281970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109132812985281970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/death-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109035752526362216</id><published>2004-07-20T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Aliens and Space Rangers</title><content type='html'>Once upon a space, I was going to go in space. I was 19. I got a space ship on my own. I was a space ranger. There was some other space rangers. And we were going to look for space aliens. We found a flying saucer. We tried to call the aliens. I said, "Take the landing on the ground, you aliens!" And then we took the aliens' ship. We goed home with the ship. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109035752526362216?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109035752526362216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109035752526362216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109035752526362216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109035752526362216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/space-aliens-and-space-rangers.html' title='Space Aliens and Space Rangers'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109035719034995084</id><published>2004-07-20T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, Money, Money</title><content type='html'>I wanted to get some money. I didn't have 1145 dollars. I was 18. Now I was going to get a job. I don't know what job I was going to get. How about a job at McDonald's? And I was going to make some food for the customers. And that's it. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109035719034995084?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109035719034995084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109035719034995084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109035719034995084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109035719034995084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/money-money-money.html' title='Money, Money, Money'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109025713115656202</id><published>2004-07-19T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna and Me</title><content type='html'>When I was 8, me and Anna the cat was going to go to a restaurant. We took the bus. Anna the cat was in the pet carrier. We got to the restaurant. I ordered some cat food and I had a medium fry and a double cheeseburger and a root beer, and that was all of my food. And then we picked a seat while I was waiting for my food and Anna the cat's food. I got the food and we ate all my food and Anna's food. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109025713115656202?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109025713115656202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109025713115656202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109025713115656202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109025713115656202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/anna-and-me.html' title='Anna and Me'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-109000343716613664</id><published>2004-07-16T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin and Rebecca and David and Keith and Dawn and CV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once upon a day, me and CV were going to go to Kevin's house. Rebecca was there. Dawn was going to come. And Keith. And then we played Road Rage. This time it was a six-player, so we played and then we played and played and played and played and played and played and played and played and played and&amp;nbsp;I won. The End.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-109000343716613664?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/109000343716613664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=109000343716613664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109000343716613664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/109000343716613664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/07/kevin-and-rebecca-and-david-and-keith.html' title='Kevin and Rebecca and David and Keith and Dawn and CV'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108759759532012492</id><published>2004-06-18T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, CV, and Kevin</title><content type='html'>CV was going to come to my house. Well, Kevin wanted to come to CV's house but he was going to come to my house. Well, instead CV's going to go back home, so I was going to go with them, play Kung Fu Chaos, I lost, I lost again. I played Star Wars. I won. And I couldn't think of any more games. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108759759532012492?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108759759532012492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108759759532012492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108759759532012492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108759759532012492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/me-cv-and-kevin.html' title='Me, CV, and Kevin'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108752337176645084</id><published>2004-06-17T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Kevin</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time a boy named Kevin was going to come over to my house. He's 12 now. He wanted to go to CV's and I was going to go too. We were going to play Kung Fu Chaos. We played and played and played and played and played. This time we were going to play Star Wars. It was a cool game. We played and then we goed home. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108752337176645084?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108752337176645084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108752337176645084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108752337176645084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108752337176645084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/me-and-kevin.html' title='Me and Kevin'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108743598289811976</id><published>2004-06-16T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:39.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith and the David</title><content type='html'>Once upon a Keith, David was going to beat up Keith. We were fighting with guns. We didn't kill each other. We stopped using guns and then we punched each other. We punched each other again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and then we died. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108743598289811976?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108743598289811976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108743598289811976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108743598289811976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108743598289811976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/keith-and-david.html' title='Keith and the David'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108710371671345964</id><published>2004-06-12T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Bath</title><content type='html'>Once upon a bath David was taking a bath. Dawn taked David into the bath. Keith was the one that set up the water and the bubbles. Keith did all the stuff for me: washed my hair, washed my toes, washed my butt, washed my hands, washed everything on my body. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108710371671345964?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108710371671345964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108710371671345964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108710371671345964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108710371671345964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/once-upon-bath.html' title='Once Upon a Bath'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108706794475937125</id><published>2004-06-12T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/Dave&amp;#039;s%20Eye.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/Dave&amp;#039;s%20Eye.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Upon a Eye&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108706794475937125?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108706794475937125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108706794475937125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706794475937125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706794475937125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/once-upon-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108706625842163515</id><published>2004-06-12T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/GUY.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/GUY.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Guy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108706625842163515?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108706625842163515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108706625842163515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706625842163515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706625842163515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108706571857474388</id><published>2004-06-12T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/640/Old%20Art%20by%20David.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/1122/320/Old%20Art%20by%20David.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Peep in the Poop&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108706571857474388?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108706571857474388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108706571857474388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706571857474388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706571857474388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/peep-in-poop.html' title=''/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108706370565637066</id><published>2004-06-12T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith and the Builder</title><content type='html'>Once upon a Keith, David was building something. It was a big sword, a very, very big sword. He built it and killed everybody with Trygve. He made a big, big giant sword. In the desert, everywhere in the world. It was so cool, we goed into the game. I didn't kill Keith. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108706370565637066?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108706370565637066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108706370565637066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706370565637066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108706370565637066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/keith-and-builder.html' title='Keith and the Builder'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108700899247105770</id><published>2004-06-11T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMNT</title><content type='html'>The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were fighting all the bosses, like Shredder. Donatello said, "Is that Shredder?" Raphael said, "I'm so going to enjoy this." BAM! SLICE! BAM! And the Shredder has been defeated. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108700899247105770?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108700899247105770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108700899247105770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108700899247105770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108700899247105770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/tmnt.html' title='TMNT'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108699809876610803</id><published>2004-06-11T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David and the Dawn</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time the Dawn heard me playing. A fish comed and we were living underwater. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108699809876610803?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108699809876610803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108699809876610803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108699809876610803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108699809876610803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/david-and-dawn.html' title='David and the Dawn'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108691236627502774</id><published>2004-06-10T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David and Kathrynn</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time David couldn't come over to Kathrynn's house because Kathrynn was sick. That's it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108691236627502774?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108691236627502774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108691236627502774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108691236627502774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108691236627502774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/david-and-kathrynn.html' title='David and Kathrynn'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108680634241378450</id><published>2004-06-09T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn, David and Keith</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time--BURP--Dawn had to pee. Then she burped when she was going to pee. Keith had to go poop. We didn't have two bathrooms. Keith pooped in his pants. David was playing Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. That's it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108680634241378450?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108680634241378450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108680634241378450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108680634241378450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108680634241378450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/dawn-david-and-keith.html' title='Dawn, David and Keith'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108665674890679144</id><published>2004-06-07T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy That Died</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time a boy that was stupid pooped everywhere and then he ran out of poop and he peed everywhere and then he ran out of pee and then he died. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108665674890679144?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108665674890679144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108665674890679144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108665674890679144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108665674890679144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/boy-that-died.html' title='The Boy That Died'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108665653110832014</id><published>2004-06-07T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Keyboard One</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time a boy that had a keyboard wanted to type. And then he made a word so good and he did it again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again until he went into the computer portal and then he died. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108665653110832014?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108665653110832014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108665653110832014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108665653110832014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108665653110832014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-keyboard-one.html' title='Another Keyboard One'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108665641487649422</id><published>2004-06-07T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Keyboard Story</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time a boy that has a keyboard typed and typed and typed and typed and typed and then he did something so stupid and then he died. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108665641487649422?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108665641487649422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108665641487649422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108665641487649422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108665641487649422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/06/keyboard-story.html' title='The Keyboard Story'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108456428602707538</id><published>2004-05-14T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:38.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>David is Stupid</title><content type='html'>The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108456428602707538?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108456428602707538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108456428602707538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108456428602707538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108456428602707538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/david-is-stupid.html' title='David is Stupid'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108442081018760100</id><published>2004-05-12T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith's Wallet</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time David was trying to get Keith's wallet. He tried again and again and again and again and again and again. And he finally got it. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108442081018760100?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108442081018760100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108442081018760100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108442081018760100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108442081018760100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/keiths-wallet.html' title='Keith&apos;s Wallet'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108441833980118462</id><published>2004-05-12T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Capri Sun Day</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time David was alone. Just with Grandma. It was Capri Sun Day. You have to drink all of the Capri Sun. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108441833980118462?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108441833980118462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108441833980118462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108441833980118462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108441833980118462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/capri-sun-day.html' title='Capri Sun Day'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108439825139011561</id><published>2004-05-12T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone is Stupid</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was someone that was stupid and alskjfalsjfl;asdfj;aslds;afjs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108439825139011561?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108439825139011561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108439825139011561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108439825139011561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108439825139011561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/everyone-is-stupid.html' title='Everyone is Stupid'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108439800778492353</id><published>2004-05-12T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Poop</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a poop boy. And then he pooped everything. He wanted to poop everywhere in the house of Dawn and Keith. David was there. The poop boy pooped on everyone in the world. The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108439800778492353?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108439800778492353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108439800778492353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108439800778492353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108439800778492353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/all-about-poop.html' title='All About Poop'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108431339787581315</id><published>2004-05-11T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A duck that barked at me</title><content type='html'>One time I goed to the pond and then a duck sawed me. And then it barked. It barked at me some more. And then it stopped. And I tried to punch it but I almost fell in the water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108431339787581315?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108431339787581315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108431339787581315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431339787581315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431339787581315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/duck-that-barked-at-me.html' title='A duck that barked at me'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108431323741270513</id><published>2004-05-11T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fly on me that punched me</title><content type='html'>A fly that called me a jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a fly on my head that punched me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108431323741270513?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108431323741270513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108431323741270513' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431323741270513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431323741270513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/fly-on-me-that-punched-me.html' title='A fly on me that punched me'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108431319294542245</id><published>2004-05-11T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portal</title><content type='html'>I went into a portal and I had to be stupid in the portal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108431319294542245?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108431319294542245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108431319294542245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431319294542245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431319294542245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/portal.html' title='Portal'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6956628.post-108431311648144714</id><published>2004-05-11T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:37:37.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Mean</title><content type='html'>You want to know something about something? I can call blogs stupid. Your blogs are stupid! You're a jerk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6956628-108431311648144714?l=goombahblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/feeds/108431311648144714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6956628&amp;postID=108431311648144714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431311648144714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6956628/posts/default/108431311648144714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goombahblog.blogspot.com/2004/05/being-mean.html' title='Being Mean'/><author><name>Goombah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12858280087777197488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://twinbabyoracles.com/supergrand/images/dalermehndi2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
