please mam, close your bathrobe!

Well, Willy, Balz and I decided to skip school today! We started the morning off with some breakfast at "Welcome to Donutville".

The waitress turned out to be my next door neighbor! She's a wonderful woman. She lives alone, and is always asking me to work on her "plumbing" even though I tell her I am not a licensed plumber and never really intend to become one either. At this point, she always winks at me, gives me an accidental glimpse of her breasts through her tattered and undersized bathrobe, and says, "I know . . . "

Then I tell her, "Well, if you know, then why are you asking me to fix your plumbing?" And then she normally get's upset at me, starts crying, and tells me about a Latin man who left her thirty years ago, how he was the only man whom she ever loved, something something something . . . she's thinking of killing herself.

Anyway, after we each finished our plate of hush puppy donuts, (THE BEST!) We headed straight for school!

Here we were, so excited about skipping school, and having a day that Balz called "Lizard-Tastic!" (he does not throw that word around lightly), that we ended up GOING TO SCHOOL BY MISTAKE!

By the time we had realized our mistake, it was too late! Plus, we were already being stripsearched in the utility closet by the janitor.