climbing the doo doo tree

I was told to put this on my blog. happy birthday to me.

ive rented out the entire planet of Dagobah for nationals, so im gonna be pretty DAMN far away. then im gonna party like a cock blockin rocker in that giant striped funnel on the freeway between Seattle and P-town... know what im sayin? its ok if you dont, its a Common mistake.

the doo doo tree may be a good place to build the club house! the branches bleed brown puss and the trunk actually takes dumps. no one would ever mess with us. Collin and I stood under it for like an hour and we didnt even need to use our spells on people. then again, Collin did have a bunch of doo doo on his Project and waving that bad boy around didnt get us anything but hungry. so we ate tater salad and stood around in someones yard.
we can just chill up in that doodootree and talk about which type of bullets are coolest. There will be no actual entrance, rather, you will be teleported there by Brass Ass Abraham Lincolns lazer eyes that cut yo ass up like in TRON and deposits you in "The Beer Room". still havent figured out how to get OUT of the club house but im not sure you want to leave a place that has a "Beer Room" anyways. until we find out whos blood that is we should really just leave it at standing in people yards though.