<?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-299566815452676350</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:17:17.363-07:00</updated><category term='Talent Show'/><category term='Post'/><category term='Store'/><category term='Instructions'/><category term='Picture'/><category term='plans'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Just'/><category term='Senior Citizen'/><category term='Dodgeball'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Modding'/><category term='Band'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='Fourth'/><category term='September'/><category term='Fire'/><category term='Coach Bradley'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='recap'/><category term='phone'/><category term='site'/><category term='Another'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Soccer'/><category term='Story'/><category term='IMVU'/><category term='One'/><category term='Night'/><category term='1000'/><category term='Gym'/><category term='Third'/><category term='Bully'/><category term='Sale'/><category term='link'/><category term='nerds'/><category term='Mrs. Hamberly'/><category term='Reunion'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Police'/><category term='Show'/><category term='Trip'/><category term='School'/><category term='Class'/><category term='Day'/><category term='again'/><category term='Social'/><category term='old'/><category term='translation'/><category term='pocket protector'/><category term='Educational'/><category term='views'/><category term='Films'/><category term='Joe and Bob'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='game'/><category term='blog'/><category term='cell'/><category term='Fredward'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='life'/><category term='E-mail'/><category term='Pants'/><category term='Orwell'/><category term='Grounded'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='Tuna'/><category term='Pe'/><category term='Garage'/><category term='Bus'/><category term='Walmart'/><category term='Parent'/><category term='Second'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Suprise'/><category term='Field'/><category term='First'/><category term='Timmy'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Cornelious'/><title type='text'>The Blog of Death</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi I'm Billy Lucas,
   My Blog is about my life and stuff.  The sad things that happen to me are apparently extremely funny to you guys so... here!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-2831051760442449027</id><published>2008-10-13T16:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:47:46.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, you guys!  The site is going to be under construction for a few days, so that unfortunately meens no new posts!  The site also may look a little strange from time to time!   Sorry for the inconvenience!  To pass the time you can go to Fredwards Blog at &lt;a href="http://callmefredyo.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-2831051760442449027?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/2831051760442449027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=2831051760442449027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2831051760442449027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2831051760442449027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction!'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-7149317106871448628</id><published>2008-10-12T19:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:38:40.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>The Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/BillysBlogsShop"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/BillysBlogsShop"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to visit my store!  It has all sorts of cool stuff!  Anyway, on to todays post...  Today I was at the supermarket when I realized something.  I wasn't wearing any pants!  "...crap..."  I jumped behing a display of video cameras... video cameras that were apparently security cameras!  I don't really know why but some police were chasing me within minutes.  I dove into a pile of spilled packing peanuts.  Call me crazy but I heard a cop fire his gun!  There was some sort of explosion and the next thing I new I was running down main street, in my underwear, being chased by a pack of mad police men!  Then I remembered somewhere nearby that I could hide!  The school!  I really have no idea what they were doing having a football practice on Sunday!  So now I had a full team of football maniacs, two police, and my gym teacher running after me, just because I wasn't wearing any pants!  Oh crap, I have to go you guys.  I'll tell you how it turned out later!  Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-7149317106871448628?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/7149317106871448628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=7149317106871448628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/7149317106871448628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/7149317106871448628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/store.html' title='The Store'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-2320008017629432769</id><published>2008-10-11T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:15:16.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><title type='text'>New Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just got a new picture taken.  Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPKt-entQTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7p5Gk0G_u6I/s1600-h/Billy+2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPKt-entQTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7p5Gk0G_u6I/s400/Billy+2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256455003977892146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look sorta like a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That was my post today guys...  Actually I'll do some more stuff!  Ok you guys, the game got delayed because Freddy was camping but now we are back on it!  If you want a completely free link to your blog just contact me!  You can leave a comment or something.  Also I'm starting a merchandise store that should be up by tomorrow!  You guys can buy shirts with me on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-2320008017629432769?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/2320008017629432769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=2320008017629432769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2320008017629432769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2320008017629432769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-picture.html' title='New Picture'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPKt-entQTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7p5Gk0G_u6I/s72-c/Billy+2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-4128828316136775198</id><published>2008-10-10T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:06:57.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instructions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translation'/><title type='text'>Translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today my parents gave me an i-pod touch!  Unfortunately the English instructions were missing so I had to use the Chinese ones.  I had some trouble translating it but I think i got it pretty good!  Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Remove from container with left side above!&lt;br /&gt;2. Make sure you are two persons when you do dance!&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't throw cow before fat guy!&lt;br /&gt;4. If nose is crab burn thoroughly!&lt;br /&gt;5. You are done, have fun with your news blender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After I threw the cow I decided to just give the i-pod to that homeless guy who lives down the street...  He's the only guy who could even understand the instructions.  This is Billy Lukas signing out. Don't roast the html for an hour!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-4128828316136775198?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/4128828316136775198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=4128828316136775198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4128828316136775198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4128828316136775198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/translation.html' title='Translation'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-3745594485903592132</id><published>2008-10-09T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:58:19.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-mail'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just entered blog into that "how much is you blog worth?" thing and it came up with... "Your blog is worth 0.00 dollars!  Good job, your on your way up!"... ... ... 0.00 dollars.  Wow...  Anyway, on to my post.  My days at school have slightly changed since earlier in the year, so here is how they usually go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I arrive at school 20 minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;2. Some kid call me "grandpa" and the teachers try to escort me to the home.&lt;br /&gt;3. I go to the daily "hip moms" meeting.&lt;br /&gt;4. I find out that I am not a hip mom, (I always forget.)&lt;br /&gt;5. I arrive at school just in time for... lunch.&lt;br /&gt;6. People call me "lunch lady boy" while throwing small animals at me.&lt;br /&gt;7. I pull squirrels out of various &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncomfortable &lt;/span&gt;places... like... my nose...&lt;br /&gt;8. I am rushed to the hospital where the doctor says,"congratulations young lady, your pregnant!"&lt;br /&gt;9. Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's how my days are going.  Once again, if you want to advertise for free on this blog, just email me &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/SaveTheDucksPlease@gmail.com"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-3745594485903592132?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/3745594485903592132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=3745594485903592132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/3745594485903592132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/3745594485903592132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-518036712232845537</id><published>2008-10-08T18:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:04:31.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bully'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire'/><title type='text'>Bully and Fire Drill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I got attacked by the class bully!  Heres how it happened... I was walking down the hall when I noticed something... there was nobody around then I noticed something.  There was someone hiding behind a pencil.  That was when this huge fat kid emerged from behind it!  He walked over to me and he looked really angry!  I decided that the best way out of this was logic.  He said, "I'm gonna kill you Billy the... uhhh... backscratcher!"  I said, "If x is three and y is x squrared then xy would be 27!"  He then beet me to a pulp and then he dumped water on my pants.  At the time I had no idea why he would do that but when I was up in the front of math class doing my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special &lt;/span&gt;dance I realized everyone was laughing harder than usual.  Then my teacher pointed out, "HA HA IT LOOKS LIKE BILLY WET HIS PANTS!"  That was when the fire allarm went off!  "Everyone run for you lives!" the teacher yelled.  So they decided it would be more fun if they broke the door down!  We had an organised vote on who we break it with and guess who won!  I guess the kids didn't know that there was a blazing fire through there but they launched me through and into the flames!  And then... and then... and then... I woke up and went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-518036712232845537?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/518036712232845537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=518036712232845537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/518036712232845537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/518036712232845537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/bully-and-fire-drill.html' title='Bully and Fire Drill'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-1135273455905919977</id><published>2008-10-07T15:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:45:07.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dodgeball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Citizen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coach Bradley'/><title type='text'>Dodgeball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today we played dodgeball in gym class.  At first it was like any other game but then then Coach Bradley decided to go on a date with his girl friend.  That was when three senior citezens came out from behind the bleachers!  They picked up some dodgeballs and started playing.  It was hard since I the old people kept on throwing other kids at me...  Um... that's actually all that happened today... except I still have most of a post to do... Um... I guess I'd like to remind you all about the enviromental issues the world is going through right now and... bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-1135273455905919977?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/1135273455905919977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=1135273455905919977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1135273455905919977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1135273455905919977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/dodgeball.html' title='Dodgeball'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-6404358152542677535</id><published>2008-10-06T20:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:58:19.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Citizen'/><title type='text'>Senior Citizen Appreciation Day... Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Apparently the seniors bus broke down and they had to stay at the school over night.  So the teachers decided to just take the day off while the seniors did the classes.  In my first class the guy talked to us about how he remembered history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abe Linkoln... what a man.  Oh I remember when we started colonizing this here country.  Har har har har, back when I was 70.  The fun me and Benny Franklin used to have... Playing with those kites... and plastic explosives... Those were the days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yeah, then when I was supposed to be having math, some guy talked about speaking Spanish.  Eventually when somebody informed him that we were in math class he just said, "well duhhhhhhhh!"  Then he kept on saying that, "duhhhhhhhhh duhhhhhhhhhhhhhh duhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;That was one of the best classes of my life.  Hopefully they will find a way to get the seniors home.  Until then, see ya!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-6404358152542677535?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/6404358152542677535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=6404358152542677535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/6404358152542677535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/6404358152542677535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/senior-citizen-appreciation-day-again.html' title='Senior Citizen Appreciation Day... Again?'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-3465803350292131201</id><published>2008-10-05T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:48:15.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Citizen'/><title type='text'>Senior Citizen Appreciation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was Senior Citizen Appreciation Day at school.  They had some old people come in and give us speeches.  Then they matched us up with a senior and let us socialize for about an hour.  The guy I got paired up with was pretty cool... except he kept on telling this story over and over again with slightly different details.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll go ahead and write down my favorite version.  Here it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So there I was, on top of Mount Saint Helens, Battling the army of zombie warlords.  The lava was everywhere.  I pulled out the ol' electric guitar and started jamming.  Me and Jimmy Hendrix were all over the place.  That was when George Washington showed up.  He pulled out his guitar and we destroyed the enemy army with our sweet riffs!  That was how I got this scar on my nose!  When I get mad it sorta looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We don't need to go any further...  Anyway, I didn't really want to tell the guy that the teachers had told me that he was really a crazy old man so I didn't.  After school it was fun.  Some kids grandpa was telling all of his embarassing storys in the audotorium.  Ha ha, after that I'll be suprised if he comes back to school!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-3465803350292131201?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/3465803350292131201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=3465803350292131201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/3465803350292131201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/3465803350292131201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/senior-citizen-appreciation-day.html' title='Senior Citizen Appreciation Day'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-1702992980890063923</id><published>2008-10-04T20:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:17:32.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pocket protector'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Cats and The Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I was playing with my cat.  I threw the flaming chainsaw, and tiger would try to dodge it.  We have so much fun together!  Sometimes we play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cat-apult&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cat-tastrophe&lt;/span&gt; or sometimes we just play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chainsaw wars&lt;/span&gt;.  I love cats so much!  Especially the blue ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to be the first to announce the game me and Freddy are working on.  It has me and him and school and cats and all sorts of other stuff.  We'll be done in about a month.  I think it's pretty amazing that I Iearned how to program games in just a month.  Gee Wizz, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so cool&lt;/span&gt;.  Ahh man, my pocket protector just caught on fire... again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow, that was hot.  I haven't taken off my pocket protector for three years now and I think those guys who got stuck inside must have started a fire... They're in a better place now.  Lets take a moment of silence... ... ... OKAY better now!  I'll see all of y'all foos tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-1702992980890063923?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/1702992980890063923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=1702992980890063923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1702992980890063923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1702992980890063923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/cats-and-game.html' title='Cats and The Game'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-802419902731370087</id><published>2008-10-03T16:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:13:38.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social'/><title type='text'>Social Skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've never been to good at conversing with the female types, but today was the worst.  This one popular girl actually came up and said, "hi Billy, whats up."  I said, "yes I'll pass the salt."  "YES I'LL PASS THE SALT!"  "YES I'LL PASS THE SAAAALT!"  That was when a teacher showed up and expelled me.  Well, that wasn't my worst social blunder... or my worst social blender... Last year when I was going to that small school the teacher told me to go up in front of the class, so I did.  He said, &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Billy, can you tell the class what Christopher Columbus did for us?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Um...he...well actually nobody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;knows... so that's why he's often compared with... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bigfoot..."  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, that &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pretty dang embarrassing.  I'll talk to y'all later!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-802419902731370087?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/802419902731370087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=802419902731370087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/802419902731370087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/802419902731370087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/social-skills.html' title='Social Skills'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-1396212922943999115</id><published>2008-10-02T18:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:19:25.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IMVU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1000'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modding'/><title type='text'>1000 Blog Views and IMVU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I promised an extra long post and a picture so here they are.  Thanks for the views!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPU29h44N4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/4OvfPSlwsgY/s1600-h/Billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPU29h44N4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/4OvfPSlwsgY/s400/Billy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257168570721777538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SOV8GOKiN8I/AAAAAAAAACw/y9i-cBoJ_VM/s1600-h/Billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SOV8GOKiN8I/AAAAAAAAACw/y9i-cBoJ_VM/s400/Billy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252740986720892866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                It's me!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, so earlier me and Fredward were playing IMVU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when we found this modding program called ILLEGAL MODEL MODDER 2.1.  We went ahead and got it and boy was it awesome!  First we used this thing which gave us 2,000,000 dollars.  I spent it on a fingernail trimmer that was worth two dollars.  I'll have to say, that poor sap who traded it to us didn't know what he was missing.  I guess that's just how those black market guys are.  After that Freddy used the modder to get us into the VIP restrooms.  I spent 3 hours flushing all the different toilets.  There were like... 4!  That was when Fred spent our last 200 dollars on 1 fake dollar.  Can you believe it!  A whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fake&lt;/span&gt; dollar!  Fredward is almost as smart a barganer as me!  After that we decided to change our images!  I dressed up as a toothbrush and Fredward dressed up as a tube sock.  I ran around yelling, "BRUSH YOUR TEETH KIDS!"  I am so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coo&lt;/span&gt;!  After that I left Fred to scarring the kids and went into this bar.  For some freaking reason everyone kept on thinkin I was some kind of a toaster.  "You look like a toaster dude" and, "YLLATD" was all I was hearing for about an hour...  I decided to return to Fredward.  We decided it was time to battle the army of the dead... with cheese!  I started the quest and we went into battle mode.  I was armed with a battle axe and Fredward was armed with... motserella!  It was epic.  We were all over the place with lip gloss flying everywhere.  We were doing good until I tripped and flew off The Cliff of Death!  It was all over when I hit the ground and... broke a nail!  The modder started to glitch up and it made my characters ears all big... I was still a toothbrush too... It won't even go back to normal... I'm sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well there was my extra long post, I hope you liked it.  I'll do something like this again at view 10,000.  Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-1396212922943999115?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/1396212922943999115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=1396212922943999115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1396212922943999115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1396212922943999115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/1000-blog-views-and-imvu.html' title='1000 Blog Views and IMVU'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPU29h44N4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/4OvfPSlwsgY/s72-c/Billy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-8265877201089835548</id><published>2008-10-01T18:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:51:49.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><title type='text'>Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know it sounds sorta boring but I'm gonna write this post about lunch.  It started normal... I sit down at an empty table and mumble stuff that might make me sound cool, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble &lt;/span&gt;FOOTBALL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mumble mumble &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HATE SOCCER  &lt;/span&gt;mumble mumble&lt;/span&gt; GIRAFFE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BILLY'S DUMB &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble.  &lt;/span&gt;Then some of the nerds came and sat with me.  Then the weird thing happened;  One of them actually talked to me.  He says, "pass the salt Lukas!"  Then he went back to his Mom who says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here comes the train POOKINS."  &lt;/span&gt;Then she pries open his jaws and shoves the spoon in.  After that he said, "HA, HA everyone on board will soon die as they pass through my Intestines!"  Then his Mom says, "you better clear the tunnel since here comes an air plane!"  Then she shoved the whole plate into the nerds mouth.  While spitting out broken teeth he says, "GLARGOL&lt;br /&gt;CH-OOO-KING!"  Ha ha what a kidder... So then all the nerds left since I was too weird and I was once again left to mumbling cool stuff... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble&lt;/span&gt; CARDIOVASCULAR SURGERY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble &lt;/span&gt;IMVU &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble &lt;/span&gt;FISH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mumble mumble&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-8265877201089835548?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/8265877201089835548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=8265877201089835548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/8265877201089835548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/8265877201089835548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/10/lunch.html' title='Lunch'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-727956948969463336</id><published>2008-09-30T17:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:56:35.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site'/><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been blogging for almost a month now so I'm going to do a monthly recap of September, and write about some of my plans for the future of this blog.  So this month I &lt;a href="http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-post.html"&gt;got a computer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day-at-school.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;became an outcast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-post.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;made my first friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-of-my-life.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;destroyed my cell phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/talent-show.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lost a talent show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and more.  I'd say compared to the rest of my life, this September went pretty well.  I've learned to type and be a nerd like Fredward, and destroy expensive electronics.  Now on to the "plans for the future of this blog."&lt;br /&gt;I would appreciate it if you guys would tell your friends about this and come back here.  November will be donation month, where you give me money and I waste it on some kind of crap.  I would also like to point out that the site is approaching 1000 views.  Every time the sites view counter increases a digit, I will post an extra extra long post as well as a picture.  There's just one last thing, If you like the site and want to have a link to your site on here, email me at SaveTheDucksPlease@gmail.com&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the subject of link.  Thanks for coming to my blog.  BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-727956948969463336?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/727956948969463336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=727956948969463336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/727956948969463336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/727956948969463336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-7393731301802262625</id><published>2008-09-29T18:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:49:13.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunion'/><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today me and my family got called to one of those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emergency family reunions.  &lt;/span&gt;You know, when someone thinks the family is falling apart so they invite everyone over to their house.  Right after the 300 mile drive to my Uncles house I immediately went into the bathroom and stayed there for most of the time.  Eventually I heard my uncle ask, "where's Billy?"  Then I heard my Mom saying, "oh I thinks he's still in the bathroom.  So then my Aunt says, "You mean with that deer carcass?"  Sure enough when I looked down I saw a large dead animal.  I can't believe it took me 20 minutes to notice that.  Anyway, then my Mom asks, "Deer carcass?"  My Uncle says, "oh yeah, it's been in there for about 6 years now.  That's why we always use the neighbors bathroom."  "I didn't know you had neighbors!"  "We Don't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'll skip a few lines there since what really happened next should never be repeated.  So once I got those cats out of my pocket protector the family started to sing campfire songs... with no campfire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So we are all here singing now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Singing about a snow plow,&lt;br /&gt;Lets the fires flames grow higher,&lt;br /&gt;And let Uncle Jim turn into a pie...er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-7393731301802262625?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/7393731301802262625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=7393731301802262625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/7393731301802262625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/7393731301802262625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-1851718477647259479</id><published>2008-09-28T20:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:10:23.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fredward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><title type='text'>Soccer Try Outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today I went to the try-outs for select soccer.  Right after it started I got hit in the head by a ball.  Then I got hit in the head by a water bottle... and a car... and Fredward.  After Fredward explained that he had decided to fly out here to be on my soccer team I knew that car had hevily damaged my head.  I decided this would be a good chance to meet some other kids, "HI I'M BILLY LUKAS AND I'M SPECIAL!"  That was just about when the coach made up a new drill.  Peg the nerdy kids with soccer balls.  I guess the kids made the team if they made me black out.  After I woke up my mom informed me that I had accidentally gone to the girls try outs... again...  Now that I think about it, it's sort of sad that I didn't even make it onto the girls U-10 team.  I guess I'll just end up being "that guy who is always on the side lines, and gets attacked by angry parents"... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-1851718477647259479?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/1851718477647259479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=1851718477647259479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1851718477647259479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1851718477647259479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer-try-outs.html' title='Soccer Try Outs'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-8186654523615620675</id><published>2008-09-27T17:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:08:41.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grounded'/><title type='text'>Walmart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today I went to Walmart.  I decided this would be the best time to use the skills I learned from that book, "How to be special."  I walked up to and old man and said, "I'll help you across this isle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old man&lt;/span&gt;."  He started yelling about he was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not old &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only half blind &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of my teachers.  &lt;/span&gt;I won't be going back to school next monday.  Not until I explain to Mr. Gorlotherson that I had forgotten he was only 32... and my Uncle.  Next I went around reminding people that we will all die one day... and all of our friends will die... and relatives... and pets.  Then I got kicked out of the store.  They called the police after I did some of my interprative dances in the parking lot.  My Mom wasn't too happy about that, so I got grounded from doing all of the stuff I love.  Like telling people about real estate.  And say words like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;entrepreneur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spaghetti &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;and, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cattle.&lt;/span&gt;  I've got to go have dinner now.  Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-8186654523615620675?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/8186654523615620675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=8186654523615620675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/8186654523615620675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/8186654523615620675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/walmart.html' title='Walmart'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-4124013811116230033</id><published>2008-09-26T17:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:55:24.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe and Bob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talent Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>The Talent Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The talent show was today.  I'll have to say it went pretty well.  I even fit into the leotard!  The talent show started with a kids who recited a poem... what's up with that... he wrote a poem about a tree... then read it to us... It went like so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like the tree,&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful, wonderful tree,&lt;br /&gt;it always makes me smile,&lt;br /&gt;I look at it for a while,&lt;br /&gt;the tree is like cheese,&lt;br /&gt;I am also like cheese,&lt;br /&gt;the tree has a fungus infection,&lt;br /&gt;I am also like cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went up and did our dance.  When everyone saw the leotard they were totally into our act.  It made so many people smile I can't believe we didn't win.  After that some kids did a comedy act.  This is how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;JOE - I can't stand that smell Bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BOB - Me neither Joe&lt;br /&gt;JOE - Lets find out what that smell is coming from Bob&lt;br /&gt;BOB - That is a good idea Joe&lt;br /&gt;JOE - Oh my golly Bob the smell is you Bob&lt;br /&gt;BOB - Yes it is Joe&lt;br /&gt;JOE - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;BOB - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;JOE - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;BOB - Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After a couple minutes of laughing one of the teachers tackled them sending them flying off the stage.  Bye guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-4124013811116230033?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/4124013811116230033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=4124013811116230033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4124013811116230033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4124013811116230033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/talent-show.html' title='The Talent Show'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-2587892815661788558</id><published>2008-09-25T20:33:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:53:53.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><title type='text'>More Health Class, And Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In health class today we enetered in the results from yesterdays food records.  I got a 55 and the computer box said I was special.  Most of the class got somewhere between 10 and 40 but I did better.  My teacher kept on saying that lower scores were better but I know he was just trying to make the other kids feel better.  Today In Language arts I started a story.  Here's the first part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Once upon a time, I had a hat.  I named the hat Pat.  The hat sat on a hill.  I gave the hat a pill.  I can't think of another part of the story.  E equals MC squared is hat plus platipus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My teacher gave me a D.  That probably standed for... um... Dorsal... Fin&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... She kept on saying "this ain't math class Lukas" and, "now where did I put that cucumber." Over all I had a pretty good day. Thanks for visiting my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay for small typing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-2587892815661788558?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/2587892815661788558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=2587892815661788558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2587892815661788558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2587892815661788558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-health-class-and.html' title='More Health Class, And Story'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-5924017929690422214</id><published>2008-09-24T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:54:14.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs. Hamberly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coach Bradley'/><title type='text'>The Wonders Of Health Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're stopping PE for a couple of weeks to do health class.  We watched this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;educational video &lt;/span&gt;about a guy who loses his dentures.  Then he trips and falls down some stairs.  Then he does some kind of a dance... Later we found out our health teacher had accidentally put in his video diary on accident.  Anyway, today we had to record everything we ate.  Tomorrow we enter all the stuff in and find out if it's a healthy diet.  I'm probably going to get a pretty high score, after I only ate a couple of see artichokes.  Health class just teaches you everything you already know... "I don't know if any of you knew it but eating food is good for you" and the stuff that you wish you didn't know, "I don't know if any of you knew it but you are some of the fattest kids I've ever seen."  After that Coach Bradley started mumbling about, "If only coach had put me in fourth courter..."  I got a much more colorful vocabulary after some kid tripped and face planted Mrs. Hamberly's spikey shoe.  I coudn't believe some of the words coming out of Mrs. Hamberly's mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-5924017929690422214?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/5924017929690422214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=5924017929690422214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5924017929690422214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5924017929690422214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonders-of-health-class.html' title='The Wonders Of Health Class'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-4444529637487995745</id><published>2008-09-23T14:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:08:48.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fredward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>Just Another One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hi, I'm back with another post.  I can't wait until Fredward gets back from his vacation.  Nobody else even talks to me... not my friends... or my teachers... or my parents...  Anyway, school was pretty normal today.  I arrive at school.  I get hit by some kind of projectile (pencil, cat, teacher, ice cream truck.)  I go to my first class.  I go to my second class.  My teacher locks me out of my third class.  I climb the side of the building and go in through the windows.  I get in trouble for not using the door like normal people.  I go to my fourth class.  I go to my fifth class.  I get mistaken for a sixth grader and put on some kind of field trip or something.  I get back just after lunch.  And for the rest of the day I listen to people pronounce me name wrong... B-I-L-ogna... B-I-ke... Agatha.  Anyway on my way home from school I got a phone call.  Can you believe it.  I guess paying for 7 months of service was well worth it.  And now I know that my phone sort of works.  Anyway I picked up and immediatley heard, "HELLO YOUNG LADY.  THIS IS NOT A COMMERCIAL CALL.  YOU COULD BE GETTING LOWER CREDIT RATES.  THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE TO PURCHASE LOWER CREDIT RATES.  YOU WILL ONLY HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE THAT WE ARE CHARGING FOR LOWER CREDIT RATES.  I AM VERY PLEASED THAT YOUR MOTHER IS..."&lt;br /&gt;Then the call cut off and it was silence.  That was the first call i've ever gotten.  OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-4444529637487995745?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/4444529637487995745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=4444529637487995745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4444529637487995745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4444529637487995745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-one.html' title='Just Another One'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-7499445799523006383</id><published>2008-09-22T18:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:50:54.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talent Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><title type='text'>School and Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School today was crazy.  I was trying to look cool with my hot new hat, until one of the teachers told me to, "take that cheesecake" off my head!  Then when I got home my Dad made me watch The Joy of Walruses.  It turned out to be the kind of thing where they actually try to speak for the animal, "Jonny the Walrus is nice to his parents because he knows that they will send him to and orphanage if he is a bad walrus".  Then I had soccer practice.  The coach gave me twenty laps because I was goofing off with some friends.  That's pretty sad considering, I don't really have any friends... or a coach... At school they anounced the talent show coming soon.  I'm going to do an interprative dance with a kid from the pre-school.  We totally picked out a popular song.  "Groovy hits that we didn't just pull out of the 70's."  In my opinion we have an easy win there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-7499445799523006383?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/7499445799523006383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=7499445799523006383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/7499445799523006383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/7499445799523006383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-and-soccer.html' title='School and Soccer'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-2461023767949901193</id><published>2008-09-21T14:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:46:47.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educational'/><title type='text'>Educational Films</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh great... My Dad just got another one of his "educational films" in the mail.  This one is called, "The joy of Walruses."  The worst part is that he thinks the whole family needs to see these things.  It might even be slightly okay if anything in them was actually educational.  All there is, is some guy with a heavy accent narrating some kind of every day event and trying to make it sound like something is really going on!  IT JUST MAKES ME SO MAD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry about that.  I've got to go do homework now but I'll be back tomorrow.  Bye!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-2461023767949901193?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/2461023767949901193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=2461023767949901193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2461023767949901193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2461023767949901193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/educational-films.html' title='Educational Films'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-774629944220495837</id><published>2008-09-20T15:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:24:41.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sale'/><title type='text'>Garage Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My family is having a garage sale and they want me to get all this stuff together to sell it.  Last time we had a garage sale, my mom decided to just give all of my stuff away to the little kids.  Then some guy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accidentally &lt;/span&gt;knocked the toaster onto my cat.  I can't believe my parents still want to have another one.  Oh, and this time my parents think they are going to make some BIG cash selling their collectible cheeses of Asia set.  Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-774629944220495837?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/774629944220495837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=774629944220495837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/774629944220495837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/774629944220495837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/garage-sale.html' title='Garage Sale'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-8120552770864318454</id><published>2008-09-20T11:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:49:02.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bully'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coach Bradley'/><title type='text'>The game and Band practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just got back from a great soccer game.  You remember the time when I through up on the class bully?  Well he was on the other team.  He kept on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tripping, &lt;/span&gt;flying 12 feet, and impaling me into the gole.  I don't even understand how he kept that battle axe in his shorts for the whole game!  Anyway, we lost the game.  We always do... ever since the rest of the team quit.  The main reason everyone quits is because the football players always attack the soccer players at River Park.  Even the teachers always seem to pick on soccer players... "Billy, you play soccer, why don't you demonstrate how to absorb the ball with you fleshy face" is basiclly the only thing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice &lt;/span&gt;Coach Bradley has ever said to me...  I also had band practice this morning.  Gilderoy came up with a mad didgeridoo solo.  Well that's when my mom came in doing some kind of tap dance.  Then she tripped and broke Jonnys triangle.  He's still pretty mad at me!  If anything else happens today, I'll keep you informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-8120552770864318454?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/8120552770864318454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=8120552770864318454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/8120552770864318454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/8120552770864318454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/game-and-band-practice.html' title='The game and Band practice'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-3767412968697028274</id><published>2008-09-19T15:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:47:51.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell'/><title type='text'>Cell Phones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My cell phone just broke.  I think I took it pretty well considering I only cried for 9 hours.  I should be sad but whenever it squirts out that little bit of pus it always cheers me up.  If you want to give me money just email me at SaveTheDucksPlease@gmail.com with the subject of CELL PHONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-3767412968697028274?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/3767412968697028274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=3767412968697028274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/3767412968697028274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/3767412968697028274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-of-my-life.html' title='Cell Phones'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-1071807413881851740</id><published>2008-09-19T14:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:04:29.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs. Hamberly'/><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today we had one of the worst field trips of my life.  It started on the bus when my driver announced that &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;we were behind schedule and we would have to make up the lost time&lt;/span&gt;.  The next thing i knew we were going 60 in a ten mile per hour zone.  I heard a cop car following us.  The bus driver decided this would be a good time to speed up.  Now my teacher Mrs. Hamberly normally would have stopped all this but she was to focused on her "Tap Dance the 80's" CD.  Anyway the cops were chasing us at about 70 miles per hour in down town and my bus driver decided to speed up, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on ol' boy"&lt;/span&gt; he yelled.  I guess those buses were meant for those high speed chases since the cop car spun out and we made it to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack Hoppleys&lt;/span&gt; glue factory without a scratch.  Well apparently the boys at Hoppleys were expecting a bunch of kindergardeners since we were greeted by a dancing frog named Orwell.  I guess not everyone thought it was dumb.  One kid insisted that we didn't leave until he got a chance to hug Orwell.  I guess the security guards didn't think hugging Orwell was such a good idea since they tazered the kid and dragged him away.  After that Mrs. Hamberly told us that this was probably a good time to leave.  Yeah, don't you wish you could have come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-1071807413881851740?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/1071807413881851740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=1071807413881851740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1071807413881851740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1071807413881851740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-1623736642668054884</id><published>2008-09-18T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:37:56.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-mail'/><title type='text'>E-mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just got an e-mail address!  You guys can e-mail me any fan-mail, questions, fan-mail, marriage proposals, fan-mail, or fan-mail you want to.  It's SaveTheDucksPlease@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-1623736642668054884?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/1623736642668054884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=1623736642668054884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1623736642668054884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/1623736642668054884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/e-mail.html' title='E-mail'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-4355202429429817865</id><published>2008-09-18T14:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:11:17.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fredward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timmy'/><title type='text'>Another Day Down The Drain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today i found out just how unathletic I really am.  We were running the mile in PE.  I thought it would be easy to beat the rest of the class and stuff but boy was I wrong.  I was just about to give up and collapse when coach Bradley yelled, "GO!"  Anyway I started running, made it seven feet, and threw up all over the class bullys back.  I will be feeling that in the future... Ow...  My life seems to be sounding more and more like frewdwardo... I meen Freds.  I also found out one of the saddest things in my life... my goldfish really doesn't talk.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aparently &lt;/span&gt;it was all just a speaker my parents put behing the tank.  I should have known after the time I asked it if it had ever been picked on by a bully, and he said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im Timmy Tuna and I like to be happy&lt;/span&gt;."  Or maybe the time when I spilled some of the water of the tank on the speaker and Timmy short cirucuted.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im Timmy Tuna and~#~ they're~#~ coming~#~ for~#~ you!"  &lt;/span&gt;I need some time alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-4355202429429817865?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/4355202429429817865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=4355202429429817865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4355202429429817865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/4355202429429817865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day-down-drain.html' title='Another Day Down The Drain'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-2940925414330808680</id><published>2008-09-17T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:44:50.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cornelious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pe'/><title type='text'>PE and "Parent Comedy Night"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was the worst day of my life.  I'm not kidding.  My worst day ever started at PE when coach Bradley said "We're playin' dodgeball boys."  Well I like this girl named Cornelious and she was on the other team.  I accedentaly hit here in the face with a ball sending her flying into the large fish tank that Couch Bradley keeps his tigers in.  It wasn't pretty.  Well now my chances with Cornelious are probably even better since I sent here flowers while she was in the Emergency room.  The other horrible thing that happened was much much much worse and painful.  It was parent comedy night at school tonight and I thought my parents we at home watching TV like usual but boy was I wrong.  Jonnys Dad had just finished a great skit when the most horrific thing happened.  My Mom and Dad walked out onto the stage.  The whole thing keeps on replaying in my mind.  My Dad sais, "heya, kids.  My son &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Billy Willy Filly &lt;/span&gt;didn't know we were coming tonight but we decided to surprise him."  My mom sais, "lets get started honey... get the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby pictures.&lt;/span&gt;"  I hate to say but theres more. But its all just a blur of stuff like - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Didn't Billy look so cute in the bath," and "Can you believe he would do that every time we said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wombat&lt;/span&gt;."  Thats it, the worst day of my life... thanks for coming.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-2940925414330808680?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/2940925414330808680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=2940925414330808680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2940925414330808680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/2940925414330808680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/pe-and-parent-comedy-night.html' title='PE and &quot;Parent Comedy Night&quot;'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-6361554489205647966</id><published>2008-09-16T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:47:21.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IMVU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fredward'/><title type='text'>Okay, I'm Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, third post today, so what.  I just have to tell you about the most amaizing story ever.  Me and Fred were on IMVU when it started.  We had decided to enter this big fashion show.  I was wearing a golden dress with those poofy arm thing, and Fred was wearing a Mickey mouse costume (thanks to his awesome modding skills.)  Anyway we totally dominated the first round.  In the second round someone started cussing at Fred and got banned.  Normally I wouldn't have thought much of that but because of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emotional stress &lt;/span&gt;we had aparently gone through, the judges gave us a free pass to the semi finals.  Durring the semi finals something amaizing happened.  The player of the Judge had a hart attack when he saw Fred and by default the remaing players went directly to the finals.  There we were, the last three, Me, Fred, and Edward Cooper.  That's where the Miracle happened.  Edward was hit by a flying school bus.  No kidding.  Aparently Fred isn't the only modder plaing IMVU.  Well Fred ended up winning because the finals judge was a four year old girl... yeah... but it was still pretty amaizing.  Sorry to all you hardcore fans but this is going to be my last pot today as it is my bedtime.  5:00...  Well i've got to get my beauty sleep some time.  And thats also when my mom makes me go to bed... anyway, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-6361554489205647966?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/6361554489205647966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=6361554489205647966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/6361554489205647966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/6361554489205647966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-im-weird.html' title='Okay, I&apos;m Weird'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-5293913518363999618</id><published>2008-09-16T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:45:46.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fourth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fredward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Another Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something amaizing just happened.  I just foud someone whos life is sadder than mine.  I decided to help him and stuff since he seems nice.  Fortunately he doesn't live anywhere near me and we just talk online so he cant see how dorky i am.  I meen the kids life may be sad, but hes got stile.  We met on IMVU and I made him get a blog too and stuff.  We were at a fashion show and stuff and its just so cool.  I would have won if my high heel had't fallen off and I hadn't used so many four letter words.  It's nice to have a friend now that all of my old friend left me to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt;.  His blog is at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://callmefredward@blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably post again later tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-5293913518363999618?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/5293913518363999618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=5293913518363999618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5293913518363999618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5293913518363999618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-post.html' title='Another Post'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-5544732484385406201</id><published>2008-09-16T01:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:55:59.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Third'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got back from my trip today!  I went to Seattle to see my Uncle.  Today was a half day at school so we played some games and basicly ran in circles.  I also got asked out for the first time ever.  You know the kid who thought I talked funny... yeah.  The sad thing is, i'm not really amaizingly attractive so that's probably the only person who will being asking me all year.  On the brighter side of things, My band &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under the Edge &lt;/span&gt;practiced today.  We're pretty good but our maraca player just quit.  I play electric guitar, my friend Sam plays the bass, my friend Jonny plays the triangle, and my friend Gilderoy plays the didgeridoo.  We rock!  Also the kid who was Screeming about "my golden bladder" invited me over.  I hate to say it but... I went.  First we played baseball, or should I say he tried to through the ball without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accindentaly &lt;/span&gt;hitting me in the face.  Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-5544732484385406201?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/5544732484385406201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=5544732484385406201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5544732484385406201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5544732484385406201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-5675848158471757273</id><published>2008-09-03T18:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:44:50.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second'/><title type='text'>Another Day at School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, apparently being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garry&lt;/span&gt; wasn't all that I thought it would be.  Before school, a couple of kids came up to me and started yelling about killing their grass... dont  ask.  Anyway, one of my teachers heard them calling me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garry &lt;/span&gt;and told everyone that my real name is Billy Lukas.  Lunch didn't go much better.  Once everyone found out I wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garry&lt;/span&gt; no one would talk to me.  Not even my friends.  I ended up sitting with a couple of... very interesting people... at a table almost 20 feet away from the other kids.  One of them wanted to be my friend because I talk funny.   Another keeped on yelling about my golden bladder, and the other one gave me his "special cookie."  My day didn't go very well, but at least I get to go on a trip tomorrow.  Oh yeah, that reminds me, I won't be posting again until the 16th ... Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-5675848158471757273?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/5675848158471757273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=5675848158471757273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5675848158471757273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/5675848158471757273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day-at-school.html' title='Another Day at School'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-299566815452676350.post-225003561285925012</id><published>2008-09-02T19:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:56:43.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi I'm Billy Lukas. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just got my first computer so decided to make a blog.  I'm not to good at typing yet but I'm improving.  It only took 4 hours to type the last stuff!  I'm going to try to post on every day except for the days which i don't post on.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that that's done with I'll start my first post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of school.  This is my first year at River Park Middle School and my old school was small so I only know a few kids.  Luckily I look like some kid who went here for sixth grade since everyone keeps calling me Garry and asking why I didn't move.  I think I'm going to go ahead and be Garry for a couple of days so i get to know some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that took forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/299566815452676350-225003561285925012?l=ilikeponys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/feeds/225003561285925012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=299566815452676350&amp;postID=225003561285925012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/225003561285925012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/299566815452676350/posts/default/225003561285925012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilikeponys.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Billy Lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11199527720935776510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZeAajZOq42A/SPe2LAUXb6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/yP-DmAC1LxE/S220/Billy+2+Small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
