Story of the Century Part 2, and some other stuff

good evening everyone. Its a bit cloudy where I am, so its not that good. The weather has gone chilly, fall is here. I think Fall is my favorite season. The trees get all colorful and I get to wear fuzzy hats. yay!

This week is homecoming. On Monday we had ugly Christmas sweater day and senior friend day. For those who don't know, people can buy a senior at auction and make them do whatever they want on that day. It can get pretty crazy. Last year I bought a senior and made him pull me to classes in a wagon. It was awesome.
Today was St. Patrick's day and I'm pleased by the number of people wearing green.


Tonight is the talent show. Its after powder puff football and the volleyball game. I'm going to be video taping the show. I might have to get someone to put it on here for me. I really have no idea how that works.


and now for what you have all been waiting for.....
drum roll please...

The Great Adventure of Jorge the Horse and Pastor Davisson
(or)
How the Packers Won the Super Bowl

PART II

Last we left off, Jorge and Paster Davisson were in a Russian pawn shop and had just received the Diamonds of the Royal Court.



Jorge and Pastor Davisson were speechless. The pawn shop owner was just giving the diamonds away for free! "What can we do in return" asked Pastor Davisson.
"Well, it gets pretty lonely here in my shop" replied the pawn shop owner. "All I ask is that when you finish your quest, you find me a friend."
" Its a deal" said Jorge. And so they put the diamonds safely in Jorge's satchel and took the train back to the sea. They decided that they better not take a taxi, just in case. When they reached the docks they managed to barter their way onto an oil ship that would take them back to Alaska. But on their voyage, a ferocious storm shipwrecked them!
Everything went dark...
When Jorge and Pastor Davisson woke up, they found themselves on the shore of some unknown place. "Where are we?" asked Jorge in distress.
"Maybe we should walk inland and see where we are." suggested Pastor Davisson. So they started walking. All of a sudden, Jorge stopped. A figure was coming through the mist. It came closer and closer, in a kind of hop. It finally appeared before them. It was a kangaroo and joey! "Excuse me, do you know where we are?" asked Pastor Davisson.
The kangaroo replied, "we're in Australia mate." and hopped off with the little joey in its pouch.
"Well, at least we know where we are" said Jorge. "Lets get to Sidney and take the next flight to Tijuana. So they continued to walk in the direction of Sidney, or what they hoped was the right direction. Thanks to Pastor Davisson's great sense of direction, they were. They walked and walked or trotted and trotted in Jorge's case, until they came to a small village. All the aborigines came out to look at the new arrivals. They were amazed at Jorge the talking horse and thought he was a god. They were invited to join their dance around the fire and smoke the tribal pipe. They were having so much fun that they left the satchel with the diamonds on the ground unattended.
When the dancing and feasting were through they went to get the satchel. But there was a problem, someone had stolen the diamonds! " Oh no!" they cried. "Who could have stolen the diamonds?!" The aborigines pointed in the direction of a winding path. "You will find your thief over there" said the aborigines.
So Jorge and Pastor Davisson followed the winding path until they reached a tee pee. They peeked inside. It was a horse! "So I see you've found me." said the horse. "I am Cindy Whosenheimer, you killed my brother! You will never get these diamonds back!"
Jorge and Pastor Davisson were yet again speechless. Then Pastor Davisson spoke up. "I'll make you a bet Cindy. If Jorge wins in a race against you,you have to give up the diamonds. The first person up the coast of Australia wins." Cindy agreed to the bet. So they lined up and bolted for the finish. They were running and running, or in this case, galloping. Cindy was winning and it didn't look good. All of a sudden, whatever was in the tribal pipe kicked in and Jorge galloped faster and faster. Jorge won the race!!!!
At the finish line, Cindy returned the diamonds and was given a detention by Pastor Davisson. Now they continued on their way to Sidney. They reached the airport and got on a plane to Tijuana. I must tell you that Jorge does not like flying. Not at all. As soon as he got on the plane, he was freaking out. Pastor Davisson tried to calm him down, but it was not working. Jorge became so frantic in mid flight that he kicked the door out from the plane. Needless to say, the plane crashed.
Everything went dark...
Jorge and Pastor Davisson woke up in a thick jungle. Once again they had know idea where they were, and they didn't see any of the other passengers either. "Lets have a look around and see if we can find anyone else." said Pastor Davisson. So they walked around and came to a large clearing. In the middle was an ancient Inca temple. They decided to go up and take a look. They started climbing and climbing and climbing....and climbing. This ancient Inca temple had a lot of steps. Finally they reached the top. In the middle of the temple was this glowing blue orb. Jorge stuck his hove out and touched it. "You got to touch this" said Jorge. "It feels weird." So Pastor Davisson Stuck out his finger and touched the glowing blue orb. Both of them were thinking about Tijuana and how close they were to completing the quest. They really wanted to go back. All of a sudden there was a FLASH! And they were in Tijuana!
Jorge and Pastor Davisson were very confused, but there was no time for questions now. They had to find the box-hatted man. They went into the nearest saloon and found him at the bar.
" Box-hatted man, we have the diamonds!" they cried. As Jorge went for his satchel, he noticed that it felt light. When he opened the flap he found a hole in the bottom, the diamonds were gone! "Oh no, they're gone!" he cried. "We have traveled so far, all for nothing!"
"It is ok" said the box-hatted man. "I must tell you the truth, the diamonds were fake. I wanted to see if you could follow my instructions and get them. You have done very well. Because you have come so close I will still give you anything you want."
Jorge and Pastor Davisson were yet again speechless. Jorge went first. He wished that he was the fastest horse in the world. And his wish was granted. Pastor Davisson went next. He remembered the Russian pawn shop owner in his wish. "I wish for a friend for that Russian pawn shop owner." he said.
" Because you used your wish selflessly, you may have another" replied the box-hatted man. Pastor Davisson was a big packers fan, so he wished that they would win the next Super Bowl.
They then departed ways and never saw each other again.
A few months later, Jorge became curious to see who became the Pawn shop owners friend. So he travel to Russia(very easily because he was the fastest horse in the world) and went into the shop. He saw the owner who remembered Jorge. "Thank you for giving me a friend" he said.
"Who is this friend of yours?" asked Jorge. The man then pointed to a fish bowl at the counter. Inside was a talking gold fish. " He says his name is Dr. Whosenheimer." said the man. The gold fish turned to Jorge and said "I'll get you Jorge, I'll get youuuu! No one turns Dr. Whosenheimer into a fish, no one!"

And they all lived happily ever after.

...except for Dr. Whosenheimer, who has in fact, been turned into a gold fish.

THE END