Out of the Mouth of Babes.......

Hey, everybody! It’s me, Ali! Today I’m going to give you a taste of home – literally. I wanted to share some funny statements made by my brothers and I. Before I begin though, I will give you a little of my family background: I have three brothers named Alex, Anthony, & Aaron. Alex and Anthony are older than me and Aaron is a year younger. So, have fun reading funny little blurbs from our young childhood days!  

When Anthony was three, Mom began working on teaching him different colors. To Mom’s dismay, he called red, green and yellow fire truck, tractor and sunshine!

One day, while Mom was changing my newborn brother, Aaron’s diaper, three-year-old Anthony excitedly announced, “Look, Aaron’s electrical cord fell off!”…..referring to his umbilical cord.

A quote from Mom about Anthony when he was 4: “Apparently I occasionally tell you (Anthony), ‘You’re going to make me lose my patience’ because one day you said to me, ‘Mommy, I didn’t lose your patience today!’ “

A statement made by Anthony when he turned 4: “I’m growing big, my head is clear up to my hair!”  

One day 5-year-old Anthony told someone, “We have 3 kids in our family: Alex, Aaron and me.”  When asked, “What about Ali?”  Anthony replied, “Oh, she’s a girl!”

When I was little, I liked to climb in bed with the boys.  One evening Anthony said, “I sure hope Ali doesn’t wake me tonight ‘cause I’m desausted!”  

One day Anthony, who was six, sat on the steps with our song books, Bibles, and dollies. He said to me, “Ali, you sit up here in the valcony (balcony).”  “Okay,” I replied, “And you be the creature (preacher).”

A highlight of the year I turned five was raising baby chicks and butchering them.   Quite a learning experience for my whole family!  The morning after butchering, as we were sitting at the breakfast table, I said out of the blue, “I’m sure glad I’m not a chicken!”

A statement made by my brother, Alex, when he was six: “Someday I’m going to be an angel, Mom, but I don’t know how I’ll grow wings!” 

One evening as Mom and Dad were driving home from church, six-year-old Alex looked up at the sky and said, “God is up in heaven.  I can’t see God.  When is Jesus going to come?  Wait, I think I see Jesus’ feet coming down now!”

Another statement made by six-year-old Alex “How did God make Anthony?  Did he just put his head and arms together?” 

One day my little brother Aaron, who was about three, showed Mom his arm and said, “Look, Mom! I’m growing fur (hair) just like Dad!”

A statement made by 7-year-old Aaron when he wanted a haircut during harvest season: “Mom, when are you going to combine my hair?

-Ali Gator

Unique Cat Videos

Hey, everyone! What is one thing that is guaranteed to make us laugh? Cat videos! Here are two cat videos for you. The first one is a compilation of many different videos, and the second is a unique one I bet you've never seen before. Enjoy!

Enjoy the corny opening!




-Shadey Lady

Funny Facebook Statuses

People on Facebook can be stupid. We all know that. Some should really just get off the Internet and save themselves from humiliation. But a lot of the time, they can also be really funny. So what I have for you today is some hilarious Facebook statuses that had me--literally--rolling on the floor laughing.

I'm not sure which scares me more... that 'Chervon' didn't know the film Titanic wasn't the real Titanic or that 'Angelica' wasn't sure if it was a remake.

Poor guy didn't know what he was getting into.

The logic....

Poor little Riley =(

The brain capacity of this woman concerns me.

Not really someone on Facebook being stupid, but really, I just couldn't resist. #trolol

Props for trying, Captain Jack. I give you props.

Granite, granted. Same thing, right?

And lastly, superheroes on Facebook.

Thanks for reading, guys! Leave which post was your favorite in the comments down below! See ya Tuesday!

-Dani Lynn

If It Fits, I Sits.

Maybe you've heard of the term "if it fits, I sits." If not, you are in for a real treat (if you have you are still in for a treat)! It's making fun of the fact that cats always seem to get themselves into sticky situations. So, let's all have a good time by enjoying the stupidity (or maybe these were the product of an evil genius plan gone wrong. You never know with cats...) of these furry friends.



" Bow to me, hooman, or I will destroy you from inside my indestructible robot!"



It's like a little kitty muffin!



The term "if the shoe fits" just took on a whole new meaning...



From that moment on his nickname became "Flour". He was not very happy about this.



What in the world did this cat think he was doing?



Seriously, how the heck do cats do this?



So, cats love boxes...



Even big cats!...



And they don't seem to care what size the box is.



Apparently, it's not just cats who have taken on the "If it fits, I sits" mentality. Dogs seem to get in on the action, too.



Classy.



I guess foxes like it too.



And birds!



Snakes, too!



And even horses.

So, what do you think? Are you going to adopt the mentality "if it fits, I sits", like so many of our furry friends? No? Probably a wise choice. You don't want to end up like this guy...



Which picture was your favorite? Has your pet ever done anything like this before? Let me know in the comments!

~ Irma Gersh

Pried and Prejidus - Hillbilly Edtion

 Hey guys, I'm back with some more funny stuff. Check out my new video on my Youtube channel, Bear Hugger44. Me and my buddies had a lot of fun making this video, so I hope you give us some love and check it out! Leave me some feedback about the video and some suggestions on what we should do next. I hope you enjoy!

Video at http://youtu.be/rffFpmsS9vI or Youtube.com/BearHugger44

-BearHugger44

A Short Story

Hey, guys! Today we have something a little different for you. Below we have a short story written by four different people. Here's how it goes; Dani Lynn has written the first few paragraphs, Jordan Smith has wrote the next few paragraphs, and then Ali Gator has done the same, then Shadey Lady wrapped up our story. Each author's section will be separated by a double space. None of the writers knew where the story was going and what the other's would say. In addition, we all have very different tastes in writing and enjoy different genres, so stay tuned for this crazy story!

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Once upon a time, there was a boy named Joe. Joe lived in a small cabin in the middle of Louisiana. He was out in his farm, feeding his horses for the morning, when a girl stumbled into the barn. “Missy! You’re here,” Joe said warmly, striding up to the girl to give her a hug.
“Hiya, there, Joe,” Missy replied in her sweet, southern accent. She took the boy’s hand and gave it a small squeeze before trotting over to the horses, pulling him along. “Look at these beauties,” she said softly, stroking the muzzle of a black stallion, Percy.
“I reckon there’s only one beauty here,” Joe said, looking directly at Missy.

Missy smirked slightly. A gunshot rang out, jarring Joe out of his trance. His eyes widened as Missy fell to the ground. Joe looked around frantically and saw a boy in a black hood holding a Colt revolver.
"That's for my pa." He growled, then turned the muzzle of the gun towards Joe. Joe fell to the ground and held Missy's bloodied body close to him. He waited for the second gunshot, but it never came. Joe looked up and saw nothing, but the open door of the barn.
Joe closed Missy's eyes and tried to make sense of what he had heard. What had the mysterious boy meant by 'that's for my pa'? What had Missy gotten herself into? Whatever it was had gotten her killed and Joe wanted revenge.
He pushed himself off of the dusty floor and laid Missy's lifeless body on the ground. He reached into the stall next to him and pulled out a pitchfork. It was the only weapon he could find. He searched for anything useful for a few minutes and found a scythe, which he jammed into his belt before grabbing Percy's reigns. He saddled up the black stallion and got on. He lead the horse to the entrance of the barn and looked back. Missy deserved a funeral, but Joe couldn't bring himself to be the only one there. He had put a cloth over her before saddling up. He whispered his good-bye and stepped outside.

Leaping onto Percy's back, Joe kicked him into a gallop. Wind whipped though his hair and he bent lower over Percy's head. Anger burned deep inside him, and he guided Percy heedlessly toward the woods, bent on finding the hooded figure, though he knew not where.
The crack of a gun sounded behind Joe and a bullet embedded itself in a tree beside him. Joe reigned in hard and Percy rose on his forelegs as the bit cut into his mouth. Joe whirled the plunging horse around and stared in astonishment. The hooded figure stood before him, a gun in one hand and a dagger dripping blood in the other. At his feet lay one of Joe's horses, dead. Joe screamed in rage and his hand went to his side, scythe stuck in his belt. His hand closed on thin air. It was gone! Waves of fear washed over him as he saw the figure lift the gun and press his finger against the trigger.

A bang rang out and Joe was about to fall to his knees when a sudden yell was heard across the set, "CUT! CUT!" As the director called for the end of the filming, all the actors let out a sigh and relaxed, unaware of the storm brewing. "That was horrible! Missy! What was that? Your death was pathetic and overdramatic. And who placed these props? A pitchfork and scythe? Seriously! People want lasers and guns! Not a scythe! Nobody even knows what that is!" The director was absolutely livid. Missy ran off the movie set, sobbing. Joe just felt exhausted as the makeup artists came on set and prepared him for the next scene where he was supposed to be abducted by aliens. Why did I ever agree to act in this horrible movie? he thought. Guess who's agent is getting fired tomorrow?
The director's cries for coffee were suddenly interrupted by his cellphone ringing. He flipped it open as he walked out the door on his way to his cluttered office. Joe took a seat on the edge of the set and wondered if he would ever make it big.
The director returned ten minutes later, announcing he had big news. "Gather around and listen up!" he said. "That was the boss. He wants us to trash this movie. But you guys aren't fired. Head over to building eight, they're running short on staff."
A fellow actor called out, "What movie is being filmed in building eight?"
The director looked down at his paper and read a name off the paper. "Star Trek Episode Four: The Voyage Home" 
And that is how the world came to know the name Joe Lando. 


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Thanks for reading, guys! Don't hesitate to comment down below, leaving your thoughts! See ya Tuesday!

True or False? Answers Revealed

How's it going, guys? Well, as the title kinda gives away, I am answering the questions for the true or false post. To read the stories, just scroll till you find it. ;)

The first story is true. I was really bored and I had nothing to do so I popped in one of my favorite movies and watched it 8 times. seemed like fun. Fun fact: my parents banned me from watching that movie for two months after that day.

The second story is also true. Who knew that there were rednecks in Vermont? My West-Virginian dad didn't. Another fun fact: when the cop went back and didn't come back for thirty minutes, I started bawling out my eyes. I thought they were gonna put my dad in jail or something and that I would be left all alone in the police station for hours while my mom drove to Vermont.

The last story is sadly false. The story was heavily inspired (A.K.A. taken directly from) Pokémon Blue. Your rival, Blue, gets a Squirtle (a tiny turtle for those of you who don't know) if you choose Charmander (a little lizard) in the game. So the story was taken from that. Fun fact once again: though I have never personally played Blue or Red, I have played the remakes FireRed and LeafGreen. Yup, my first gen was generation 3. That means nothing to those of you who don't play Pokémon, but it is kind of a big deal.

Well, that's it. The inside information for all of you who were just dying to know what the answer is to that age-old question; true or false?

-Jordan Smith