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Wednesday 12 August 2009
*in announcer voice* The Speech....Bluey: what?

Posted in Posted by Dav Pilkey

Hello My Peasants! Tomorrow I'd like you to do all my chores! *thinks and makes a face* Do you remember me?
Bluey: Of course they don't remember you. You haven't posted yet!!!!
shush!
I am Pilkey! But you can call me Deborah from now on. *fake sneezes*

Bluey: *turns and looks and Pilkey/Deborah and starts laughing* What is that?!
 It's my boogers.
Bluey: *whispers* Just so you know, it's not really boogers. It's those sticky things that go on the back of credit cards!
 
I am here to make a speech!
Bluey: this is a writing club.
*pauses as if confused...shurgs* :Ladies and Gentlemen, Children of All Ages! I am just like an annoying virus that keeps popping up everywhere! No one has pretty toes!
Bluey: [inside joke. Read Donita K. Paul's books to get it. ]
I am just here for the money and stuff. I'm just here for the fame. Do they get rich? Cause they are supposed to supposed to pay me $1000 a month.

Bluey: hush. What's your frog poem? *was still typing*
*starts talking*
Bluey:wait! ....okay. Here is the post's point.

Appeal Is A Cool Word. [the title has nothing to do with the poem.]


The frog did not appeal to me,
It eats disgusting stuff you see.
One day, I walked into the garden
A toad popped out in front of me.
I screamed and yelled for help.
My Mom came out and said to me,
That frogs and toads are good you see.
They eat disgusting bugs.

Bluey: that doesn't really rhyme. this is a long post just for that little poem.
Maybe I should change some of it.
Bluey: later.

Bluey: *smiles sheepishly* that's it for now. G'bye. Bj say goodbye!

No. I am not going to say goodbye! Do you know waht I've been through? Do you have to type everything I say?

Bluey:....yes.

*boings out*

Bluey: *laughs and shakes head* This is Blue Balliett signing off for Deborah Pilkey.

tell 'em I love ;em! Good night hollywood!


Thursday 7 May 2009
uuh...where am I?

Posted in Posted by Dav Pilkey

*Speaks in a manly voice* Hello!!!! *waves* Thank you for being here today! *gives Bluey/the typer The Look*
Bluey: was I not supposed to type that?
Yes!
Bluey: sorry.

*is rocking back and forth on her heels* Hello. I'm nervous. ARE YOU FAMOUS? *gives Bluey The Look again.....whispers* Wait, are they famous?
Bluey:not exactly famous, but they will be. *grins*

Now what do I say? *does the rocker finger things* GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!! *bows* Good bye my dear *puts hand over heart* Inkuhlings!

Bluey: Do you want me to introduce you?
No.
Bluey: Well then...INTRODUCE YOURSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!
*tries to bite Bluey*SHE"S ATTACKING ME!
Bluey: YOU"RE ATTACKING ME!

Good bye....FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

~Dav Pilkey...

and Bluey Balliett [who will be back to explain]


Edit: Hallo. Bluey here.
You see, haha, that was Dav Pilkey. My sister. She has just become a member of the Inklings and is just really nervous about joining the "famous" club and is therefore going crazy.. *laughs* Pilkey writes mostly short stories and poems and really is excited even though she won't admit it. I hope you understand a little more why this post makes no sense. Uuh...that last sentence seemed a little...oxymoronish. Anyhoo, have a blessed day! G'bye!
~Bluey