Mood:  mischievious

Hiya everybody!

I'm supposed to be in bed, but since Daddy's upstairs eating, I thought this would be the perfect time to post again! However, it will have to be short, since Daddy might come down soon.

 Today, Daddy was cleaning his room and he found his old kazoo. It was kinda dusty, but I washed it with my tongue real well, like they tell you to on the Discovery Health channel. I tried it out and found that I'm a natural! Well, that's what Congo said. But he plays the radio a lot, so he should know. 

Oh, and you know what I heard on the radio today? There was this commercial for credit cards and they told me to call a phone number. So when I called them, they said they would send me a credit card for free! I can't wait until it shows up! I'll buy a whole box of Fruit Loops and then--Uh oh! Daddy's coming!

See you soon!

Bongo 

Mood:  happy

Welcome!

This is my site where I can say whatever I want, without Daddy washing my mouth out with soap.

*whisperings and angry voices* 

Uh, nevermind about that.  It seems I have no privacy! Daddy says he'll be watching this blog, so I have to be careful. 

Speaking of no privacy, Daddy took me to the doctor the other day. You know those gowns? Those things are huge! Anyway, this doctor was poking me all over! Then he shined this ginormous light in my poor eyes. Daddy said later he was just making sure they were ok, but he could've blinded me for life!

Then, he took an X-ray of my head! I've had a buzzing in my head ever since! Long story short, I have a brain tumor! Daddy sighed when the doctor told him and said he wasn't surprised. I will have to have surgery sometime this year. The doctor isn't sure when he can fit me in. He says he has more important patients then little monkeys with beans for brains.

Talk you all later!

Bongo K. Monkey