I am SO DAMN TIRED - I mean, I've been flying for freaking EVER because we had to go to New York while the Institute think we're in Los Angeles, so I have a good reason to be absolutely pooped.
We're hanging out in a hotel, thanks to Eli, who used an ATM to get us money (oops, our bad), and I'm on the a bed in the girls bedroom, watching none other than Scrubs on the massive - I mean, incredibly massive - TV. Tess is half watching it with me, half listening to Tintin's raving about why in America, traffic's on the other side of the road, and Iggy, Alex and Eli are watching this happen, and I think Alex is filming (yes, he was, Tess just told him to turn the camera off).
'Everyone, shut up,' I'm saying, 'I'm watching Scrubs. So shush!'
Anyhow, on Scrubs, JD's singing 'Kung-Fu Fighting!' in an elevator and the Janitor's trapped him there.
It's so funny!
And now Tess is turning the volume up on Scrubs, making Tintaline's voice very hard to hear.
Ha. Ha.
hilary fuzzy duckling bcp
PS I'm not fuzzy and I'm not a duckling.
Mr Tintin's blog. Evening (or morning. Whatever). This is kinda like Fang's Blog, or 6 Kids, 12 Wings, 1 Blog or whatever you call it. The other guys post here too (damn them). And if anyone wants to know, yes, we ARE flying winged freaks.
Trueness: My Life, My Friends, My World, Our Family
- Rebels
- Um, well, Tintin is writing this, so I live with four other flying mutant kids and our talking Jack Russel Terrier. Isn't that great? OK, well I'm the second youngest here, I'm thirteen along with everyone but Tess, who's 12 (suck). We're not related, were created by the FBI, who ran an experiment for hybrid children but we weren't treated wrong or ANYTHING!!! In fact, they were really nice to us. Then, when we were three, our wings disappeared and when we were twelve, they came BACK AGAIN!!! Not lying. It's all true. So, I live with Hilary (one of the only two girls), Tess (the other girl), Eli (the pyromaniac) and Alex (Eli's best friend and the other pyromaniac). Oh, yeah, and our talking dog Iggy. -Tintin
Moi
Tess's drawing of me, it actually OK - can't really see it, but I have shoulder length brown hair, 14 feet wings that are black, I'm incredibly cool, and the black jacket is now, like, a part of me. Really.
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