Tunis, Tunisia
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Lamp shades, but no lamps, the piano bench, but no piano.  Idiots have packed better than the guys who packed us out from Virginia.  The country was pretty crappy it had its good points, and its bad points.  The worst part of it was the market; the best part of it was Star Wars. The market twisted my perception of bad smells, along with my mind; a first grader looking at a still furry Cow head with carrots in its ears and eyes staring at him is already doomed to being �weird,� at least that�s what I like to say.  Tunisia�s moon takes the red shade of its moon when they both set at the same time. I found this out on my first camping trip, near the end of my dad�s only year in language training there.  Tunis is where I began Tiger Cubs, and my scouting career.  With scouts, I camped, and learned how to cook marshmallows.
I was also the Mayor of the munchkin�s in my all grade-school�s Production of �The Wizard of Oz�
The house had no yard, but it did have a lemon tree. We plucked lemons and mom made lemonade, of which the fridge was never lacking its concentrated, sugarless form, which were frozen in jam jars.
I broke and dislocated my left elbow; don�t ask how, stupid kid runs around story.  The hospital was awful, and the doctors screwed up excessively, the pins keeping the arm in place popped out, so they had to reset the bone.  Idiots.
As we moved out of the house, it was robbed, so I�ve been robbed once out of the however many times statistics say I will be in my life.  Zelda, at this point, Link�s awakening, was kicking butt and taking names (and still is might I add.)
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