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thinkin of writing a adult book called altevo pablo.it's about a horse.
july 1st.2001
Someone came to see me in the field today she was a strange girl she kept trying to catch me...i was always just out of her reach she called me a loony and that she would "never buy a horse with such a bad habit" i haven't got bad habits...well i think i haven't...hmmmmm...anyway as she was leaving i bit her bum she really pised me off.
july 2nd.2001
Sally came today and put a sign over the gate it looked like elas rof esroh.i asked matty wat it said and he said it said horse for sale.poor old matty i'm gonna miss him sooooooo much.
july 3rd.2001
Sally came and saddled me up this afternoon she started crying on the outride and said "i don't want this to be the last outride i have on you".why is it the last outride she'll have on me are we going to a show or something.
july 4th.2001
Another girl came today she was a lot nicer then the other one though she brought da da da daaaaaaaaaaa POLOS she was a lovely girl.she road me round the ring so gently it was wonderful.and when she took my tack off she took the bridle off first!!! AND she said she would buy me if i didn't weave in the stable.
july 5th.2001
that girl came back today with a horse box.she loaded me up and took me to this yard there's horses everywere she has just turned me out into the paddock and guess what theres loads of horses in the next door paddock i run up to meet them i stand at the gate asking myself "why aren't they coming over"suddenly one of the horses see me and walks over from what i can see he's an old grey shetland pony he hasn't got a bit of paso fino in him i am thinking of turning away but one of the other horses shouts "yo mate hows the grass out there"i reply "very nice thank you hows your's" he replys "the grass in this field is shiit mate you've got the best grass and paddock because your new.were have you come from you loser" before i can reply the little shetland says "just ignore him he thinks he's better then everyone else because he's a retired racehorse.what breed are you" i reply "my mum was a paso fino and my dad was a arab" the shetland and i had a good natter to each other i found out his name is mingo he didn't even laugh when i told him my name was altevo pablo nice guy.
what do you think.:)
july 1st.2001
Someone came to see me in the field today she was a strange girl she kept trying to catch me...i was always just out of her reach she called me a loony and that she would "never buy a horse with such a bad habit" i haven't got bad habits...well i think i haven't...hmmmmm...anyway as she was leaving i bit her bum she really pised me off.
july 2nd.2001
Sally came today and put a sign over the gate it looked like elas rof esroh.i asked matty wat it said and he said it said horse for sale.poor old matty i'm gonna miss him sooooooo much.
july 3rd.2001
Sally came and saddled me up this afternoon she started crying on the outride and said "i don't want this to be the last outride i have on you".why is it the last outride she'll have on me are we going to a show or something.
july 4th.2001
Another girl came today she was a lot nicer then the other one though she brought da da da daaaaaaaaaaa POLOS she was a lovely girl.she road me round the ring so gently it was wonderful.and when she took my tack off she took the bridle off first!!! AND she said she would buy me if i didn't weave in the stable.
july 5th.2001
that girl came back today with a horse box.she loaded me up and took me to this yard there's horses everywere she has just turned me out into the paddock and guess what theres loads of horses in the next door paddock i run up to meet them i stand at the gate asking myself "why aren't they coming over"suddenly one of the horses see me and walks over from what i can see he's an old grey shetland pony he hasn't got a bit of paso fino in him i am thinking of turning away but one of the other horses shouts "yo mate hows the grass out there"i reply "very nice thank you hows your's" he replys "the grass in this field is shiit mate you've got the best grass and paddock because your new.were have you come from you loser" before i can reply the little shetland says "just ignore him he thinks he's better then everyone else because he's a retired racehorse.what breed are you" i reply "my mum was a paso fino and my dad was a arab" the shetland and i had a good natter to each other i found out his name is mingo he didn't even laugh when i told him my name was altevo pablo nice guy.
what do you think.:)
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tiptopb###h wrote:
> i write kids books is that sad i suppose dick-king-smith is sad and
> jenny oldfield how about jenny dale or roale dahl
ph34r!
> i write kids books is that sad i suppose dick-king-smith is sad and
> jenny oldfield how about jenny dale or roale dahl
ph34r!
tiptopb###h wrote:
> i write kids books is that sad i suppose dick-king-smith is sad and
> jenny oldfield how about jenny dale or roale dahl
yeah mate, those people can actually write.
> i write kids books is that sad i suppose dick-king-smith is sad and
> jenny oldfield how about jenny dale or roale dahl
yeah mate, those people can actually write.
You poor child. Maybe you should try your hand at manual labour.
i write kids books is that sad i suppose dick-king-smith is sad and jenny oldfield how about jenny dale or roale dahl
tiptopb###h wrote:
> no i'm am 16teen you wanna die
"i'm am 16teen"
hahahahaha
also, if you really are, I weep tears of sadness.
> no i'm am 16teen you wanna die
"i'm am 16teen"
hahahahaha
also, if you really are, I weep tears of sadness.
12 MONTHS!
High five?
High five?
no i'm am 16teen you wanna die
your stories make me bleed.
Are you 12, by the way?
Are you 12, by the way?
What is the best you thought could have happened after writing that "literature"?
by the way i have writen a lot of books heres the first chapter of one it's called star stables in the begining
CHAPTER 1:"STOP" shouted chris nightinggail "its to mistie canter of like that we must stick together"katie chris's daughter moaned she wished her brother would stop acting like a holigan."jack pleasew stop messing around there's so much work to do"jack rolled his eyes.it was the first day exploring the trails of the new riding school their mum and dad have just bought.katie had never seen anything as beautiful as ths in her life and didn't want it spoilt by her big brother."katie can you help me lift this log"asked chris "i want it so we can jumo it""sure dad" said katie "i'll just tye up mipsy to that tree""can i carry on"asked jack "sure"said chris "as long as you're sure you won't get lost" "dad"groaned jack"i'm eighteen not eight" "ok"chris "shout if you're in trouble" "dad" shouted katie "i've fgound some hoof prints do you think it's the wild horses" chris walked over"there to big to be a wild horses" "oh" said katie dissapointed she had hoped it was a wild horse.even when katie was a little girl she longed to see a wild horse,and even now shes fourteen she still hopes one day she'll see a wild horse.she gazed down into the green snow coverd meadow below them and got a glips of the snow coverd log capins and amber meadow were she saw her own horse bewitched doseing in the morning sun.katie smilled to herself and tyed mipsy up to the tree mipsy snorted and stamped her hoof as if to say"i don't want to be tyed up i want to help" "we'll set of again in a minute" sais katie "stop being so impatiant" "katie will you hurry up" said chris "we can't here all night while you set the world to right with a horse" "sorry" shouted katie as she ran up "were are you moving the log to" "i want it sideways across the path so we can jump it" "ok" said katie "which side should i lift" "the right side" "ok" said katie she was just about to ask a question when jack came galloping around the corner "dad come quick theres a horse around the bend it's in serious trouble!".
CHAPTER 1:"STOP" shouted chris nightinggail "its to mistie canter of like that we must stick together"katie chris's daughter moaned she wished her brother would stop acting like a holigan."jack pleasew stop messing around there's so much work to do"jack rolled his eyes.it was the first day exploring the trails of the new riding school their mum and dad have just bought.katie had never seen anything as beautiful as ths in her life and didn't want it spoilt by her big brother."katie can you help me lift this log"asked chris "i want it so we can jumo it""sure dad" said katie "i'll just tye up mipsy to that tree""can i carry on"asked jack "sure"said chris "as long as you're sure you won't get lost" "dad"groaned jack"i'm eighteen not eight" "ok"chris "shout if you're in trouble" "dad" shouted katie "i've fgound some hoof prints do you think it's the wild horses" chris walked over"there to big to be a wild horses" "oh" said katie dissapointed she had hoped it was a wild horse.even when katie was a little girl she longed to see a wild horse,and even now shes fourteen she still hopes one day she'll see a wild horse.she gazed down into the green snow coverd meadow below them and got a glips of the snow coverd log capins and amber meadow were she saw her own horse bewitched doseing in the morning sun.katie smilled to herself and tyed mipsy up to the tree mipsy snorted and stamped her hoof as if to say"i don't want to be tyed up i want to help" "we'll set of again in a minute" sais katie "stop being so impatiant" "katie will you hurry up" said chris "we can't here all night while you set the world to right with a horse" "sorry" shouted katie as she ran up "were are you moving the log to" "i want it sideways across the path so we can jump it" "ok" said katie "which side should i lift" "the right side" "ok" said katie she was just about to ask a question when jack came galloping around the corner "dad come quick theres a horse around the bend it's in serious trouble!".
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