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March 9, 2008

Just a quick heads up: If you don’t already know, you should have set your clocks back one hour last night (and I think changed smoke detector batteries? I’m not entirely sure).  So yes, my computer says 10:59 am, it should be 9:59 am.

I’ll write ’bout something else later.

Just a little fun fact, we have a lot of snow here, yesterday I was playing in my front yard and got stuck up to waist while standing up, then I fell and was at my shoulders. No, seriously.

Farkify It!
March 5, 2008

I have several stories for you today that hopefully will be very, erm, interesting, for a lack of better words. Including:

1.) You are in kindergarten. Your have five dollars. You like candy, and playing little league. And oh yeah, you’re going to buy a football field.

2.) And: If you lost your 150-pound tortoise, the Tracy animal shelter would like to speak to you.

3.) Oh, and one more: Giant pink bunny causing traffic on I-95.

Story Number 1 from Boy’s $5 is lone bid for ball field”

The Palmerton Area School District wanted nearly $2 million for a downtown Palmerton ball field.

Their only offer was for $5.

The modest proposal was scrawled in pencil on an unlined piece of white paper. It was signed Andrew Sabo, who is a kindergartner at Towamensing Elementary School.

Andrew’s offer also came with a picture of the 5-year-old and his teammates on the Palmerton youth flag football team. The team, which was undefeated last year in the Lehigh Valley Youth Football League, plays on the field that was for sale.

Andrew was not at the district’s administration offices Monday afternoon to see his bid opened. But reached at his home later, Andrew said he made his offer ”because they were selling the field,” and that his dad, Dave Sabo, gave him the $5 to make his offer.

Because Andrew’s bid was $1,949,995 less than the minimum sought, the Palmerton Area School Board will not consider it when it meets later this month, said board President Carl Bieling Jr. The board now must decide whether to open another bid process or keep the field for now.

The 3.7-acre ball field at the corner of Delaware Avenue and Seventh Street has been a point of controversy since a developer offered the school district $1.1 million last summer to build a Rite-Aid pharmacy on part of it.

Many residents objected to the school system selling off a community fixture that hosts many recreational teams. Other people thought the offer might be too good to pass up.

The school board eventually rejected the initial offer and decided to set a price of at least $1.95 million for 1.28 acres of the park. The contract also would have required the buyer to build new athletic fields and buildings on the remaining portion of the downtown park and at Palmerton’s middle and high school.

Andrew Sabo picked up on his parents’ conversations about the field and began to worry, his father said. He wanted to know what would happen to the field and where was his team going to play. Finally, he asked his parents if he could buy it.

”It was pretty much to shut him up,” Dave Sabo said. ”I made him understand: You’re not going to win.”

But the bid was not a total joke, Dave Sabo said. He hopes that the school board will recognize that Andrew and his teammates are among many children who enjoy the field and will be affected if it’s sold.

”Once you give up the ground, you’re never going to get it back,” he said, adding that, before the Rite-Aid developer came forward, no one had thought about selling the park.

Bieling said he was not too disappointed by the lack of bids. He initially opposed selling the field, but later said that he could see how a sale would benefit many people involved.

”It’s just another day,” he said.

Andrew is not worried that his bid lost. He has other plans for his $5.

”I guess I’ll buy candy,” he said.

Story number 2 from: 150-Pound Tracy Tortoise to be Reunited with Family


TRACY, CA – Animal control officers in Tracy have been contacted by the owner of a 150-pound tortoise that was found wandering around a residential neighborhood Monday afternoon.

David Hay of Rocklin saw the story on and said in an e-mail, “I immediately knew that the tortoise belonged to my sister and her family who live on S. MacArthur Drive in Tracy.”

Hay wrote that his sister has had the tortoise for about 20 years. “I phoned my sister this morning and she is going to the animal shelter to retrieve Goliath (or “Tippy” as the shelter employees call him).”

Beth Palacios has seen just about every breed of dogs and cats at her job as an animal control officer for the Tracy Animal Shelter. She’s even seen a seal make its way to the shelter. But she’s never encountered what she was called to corral on Monday.

“Dogs and cats are our business,” said Palacios. “I was shocked.”

Derone Thrasher, who lives on south MacArthur Drive, called Palacios Monday afternoon. “There’s this giant turtle walking around and I could tell he was somebody’s pet,” said Thrasher. “If you walked he would just follow you. It was a weird experience.”

The turtle actually is a tortoise – a huge tortoise. “It was heavy,” said Thrasher. “My nephew and I did manage to get it into the truck.”

Beth soon showed up. “I stopped dead in my tracks,” she said. “I mean this thing is huge.” Beth figured the tortoise weighs about 150 pounds. “This is the first we’ve had to deal with a tortoise of this size.”

After some checking on the Internet, Beth discovered the tortoise, which the shelter workers named Tippy, is an African Sulcata. According to, the African Sulcata tortoise (Geochelone sulcata), or African Spurred tortoise, is surpassed in size only by the giant tortoises of the Galapagos Islands and Seychelles.

Palacios said she’s thrilled Goliath will be reunited with his owner. “The woman said she thinks her husband may have left a gate open,” said Palacios. “They’ll be here to pick him up this afternoon.”

Beth says Tippy, a.k.a. Goliath, has a special place in her heart. “It’s cool that I get to see different animals besides cats and dogs,” she said. “I would rather deal with Tippy any day than a mean Rottweiler.”


Story number 3 from: Giant bunny draws attention of police as well as drivers on I-95

PALM BEACH GARDENS — Police wrangled a gigantic pink bunny from atop an overpass above Interstate-95 in Palm Beach Gardens this morning.

“He was a hazard,” said a Gardens dispatcher, and apparently causing quite a traffic back up to boot.

The fuzzy culprit turned out to be the Buzz Bunny, who is promoting Buzz 103.1 FM’s upcoming adult Easter egg hunt.

He was standing on the overpass just south of Donald Ross Road and waving down at drivers.

“I’m going to have to have a talk with the bunny,” said the station’s promotions director Brett Russell. “Obviously we don’t mean to do that.”

The bunny was called in by a Gardens police officer shortly before 8:40 a.m., according to dispatchers.

This was the bunny’s second appearance. He was out yesterday as well and will be popping up all over the county until the big hunt on Singer Island March 15, Russell said. The station scatters 1,031 plastic eggs on the beach with the tickets to a variety of prizes within.

The bunny does make an impression.

“He’s a pretty big bunny. In fact, he barely fits in the suit,” Russell said with a snicker. As for where he’ll turn up next: “The Buzz Bunny is unpredictable. We never know where he’ll go.”

We’re guessing not on an I-95 overpass.

*These are the exact stories from the links in the titles.  And to find more stories, go to

Interesting Article && We’re Running Out of Snow-days.
February 26, 2008

The Second bit, which is the first bit, therefore becoming the first bit, although it was first the second bit, even though it’s now the first bit, is that today, Tuesday, February whatever, 2008, is that we had our fourth snow-day today. By the way, how come Word doesn’t have a unicorn font type? I’m sorry, but I was just typing and now I’m pretty curious, ugh I bothers me!….K, now I’m over it. But there should still be swirly little letters and stuff. Okay, back to today, um yeah, so we like only have one more snow-day left for this school year. Last year, they ran out of snow-days because of like bomb threats by stupid kids (wearing that football jerseys with their name on the back!) and had other days off and stuffs too. So then, they ended up having to make up four days. For two weeks, they started school like an hour early or something, I think. And then, they still had two more days which they just went on into the summer. My sister said that she really didn’t care getting up early though. I decided I probably wouldn’t let it get to me anyway. Probably. Oh, and next week, she doesn’t have to come in to school until like 10 o’clock, whereas all the Freshmen and Sophmores have to come in for state tests and test practice ( not in that order). Tuesday is an election day though so that’s cool, another day off. It’s funny because just yesterday, I was thinking to myself, “man, all of the snow is melting. Oh well, I like Spring, and I miss blue skies”. And so then, I wake up this morning, hear my sister not believing something my dad said, and then hear “…so you can go back to bed because the superintendent just called a snow-day, but go look at the t.v. to make sure it’s not fake”. And I’m just laying there like, what the heck? I have another snow-day today? Haha! Yes! And then I fell asleep again. (Don’t you just love how I go from subject to subject about the same overall subject in one subject of the subject to another subject of the main subject? And use confuzing words and sentnces?

Alright so then, I woke up at like 8:59, went back to sleep and got up at 9:41 and a few minutes later was down stairs. I don’t really remember what happened. And then I go into the kitchen from our living room, Omg, seven steps from the couch to the doorway is so far! But yeah, my mom and sister are talking about some article, and then they tell me to read it and I’m like “Okay”.

So yes, I’m going to rewrite/summarize the article (somethings will stay the same though, just not names and places and such).


He was a Police Chief who stirred up the strangest mystery this mini-city had ever witnessed. One day, he just disappeared out of thin air, trailing behind some clues and plenty of interest. They all said he would come back.

More than twenty years later, and he is still missing.

Jackson at the time was a detective at the police department, and was sure within hours after starting the search that the police chief had begun, that he had planned his own mysterious escape. He had left a few clues to show that he had planned to leave.

Smith’s plan worked great.

“He knew I’d see through it,” Jackson said.

Aside from being a co-worker, they had been friends, and the clues had been left just for him because he would be the one to investigate the case.

Jackson can picture Smith laughing as he placed the cigarette butt in the toilet, knowing that his friend would have to fish it out with a glove.

It all began on Monday, July 29, 1985, Smith never came into work. The next day, his Toyota would be found on the shore of Park’s Lake a little while away. He had left inside, neatly stacked, his clothes, badge, towel, and wallet.

Your first thought may have been that he had drowned, that is not so, though. In reality, it was the first clue.

Apparently, Smith hated the water but had left his shoes and clothes on the beach, he couldn’t even go swimming because of a skin condition. He had gotten radiation burns from the sun while serving for the Military out west.

The weekend before not going to work, he had told his girlfriend he was going to Target to get a bathing suit and go swimming with out of town friends. Later after going to the store, Jackson found out that the store didn’t even sell bathing suits.

What was more, at his office, everything was normal excluding the fact that one drawer was empty except for his labeled apartment key. His home was the same too, all except for the fact that the fridge only held mayonnaise, there was plenty of cat food for his pets left out, his long-sleeved shirts (to cover burns) were gone, as were his poetry book, and manuscript for a murder mystery he was writing.

On his table, was a note to get laundry from the dry cleaners back. In the pocket, were schedules for a tour bus and taxi that could take him to California. Another clue was one he may not have known about, a dispatcher took a ribbon out of the typewriter that had a letter to a friend saying he was fed up and soon would be thousands of miles away. But she never got the letter. The letter mentioned he most likely would never return.

A few years before, his brother died of cancer, and he was recently divorced, but he had gotten over it, was dating, and respected his job. Supposedly, he loved San Francisco, and could have gone there. His mother however thought he was endangered, scared, or maybe even murdered and would not have walked away from everything he loved just like that.

But all of that was nearly twenty three years ago, his mother is deceased, and few people remember him as well.

Jackson is different however and still thinks about him.

The most recent tip was about ten years ago when someone claims to have witnessed him in California at a restaurant.

Jackson is sure that Smith had assumed a false identity. Smith, a former FBI fingerprint classifier, could easily have pulled it off.

Jackson quit in 2001 and became head of security at a hospital, but never forgot the “notoriety” of investigating such a bizarre case, which was more or less national news. As it is, he still gets fake cards from posers. Jackson also thinks he may have told someone before he left but that they never told the police he had done so.

And to this day, his case goes on unsolved.


That wasn’t the exact article, I did change some words, places, names, adjectives, etc., but it is still very curious what happened. I think, he probably took a new identity, I’m not sure though because of how much the government invades nowadays compared to then, but still, you never know. What do you think?

Guess Who Got a Snowday Today?
February 1, 2008

SoOoOo…guess what? I got a snowday today? How did you know? Oh, you read the title. Yes, well, anyway, I think that the worst snow days are the days where you get off, but there isn’t even any snow. It all already melted. 😦  It was more of the fact that it snowed a little bit and we had like really freezing temperatures.  I think that we got off because they wouldn’t have been able to clear off all of the ice off of the buses for the people who ride them in time for school.

 I was also really mad about the fact that we had off.  There are a few reasons for this:

 1.) It’s Friday! I already did my homework last night.

 2.) I wanted off Monday even if I had to do my h.w. because it’s a 3 day weekend and then I probably would have had to take a test today 10th period and now on Monday, I’m not going to remember anything.

 3.) When you’re in high school, they rarely let you go on field trips.  And guess what day I was supposed to go on a field trip. Yep, today.

I wanna see BK top this cheese whiz filled, bacon wrapped, deepfried hot dog
January 22, 2008

The good news: I just had a four and a half day weekend.  The bad news: I was sick the whole time. And now onto our regularly scheduled program…


I Am Trying to Break Your Heart

Posted by on March 19 at 12:37 PM

Or, How I Plan to Kill Erica C. Barnett

By Stranger News Intern Jonah Spangenthal-Lee

Erica Barnett wrote a brief but meaty post the other day about the heart-stopping joy of bacon-wrapped, cheese-filled, battered and fried hot dogs. (Recipe, via Stuff Magazine, below the jump.)

I decided to call her bluff and see if she’d really eat such a bizarre concoction of unnatural ingredients. With 17 years of culinary experience under my belt and a fridge full of bacon, I dove headfirst into the dark world of lad-mag cookery.


The experiment in terror began with two dozen hot dogs. I hollowed out both ends for maximum cheese penetration. The recipe said to use an apple corer, but who the hell owns an apple corer? I used a rusty potato peeler.


The grossest part was feeling the hot dog get plumper as it filled with toothpaste-like generic “cheese.”


If syphilis was a food product, this is what it would look like.


The longest piece of bacon I have EVER seen. I’m not entirely convinced it came from a quadruped.

(Continued below)


A bacon wrapped present for Erica Barnett. Mmmm… SHINY!


My stove is only that dirty because of the spattering grease. I swear.


This is what a trans-fat looks like.


This is what was left in the pan after the first round of frying was over.


After finishing up the initial bacon-crisping process I decided to make this a two-day event, saving the pre-cooked dogs in the fridge to, umm, age. I planned to batter and re-fry them the following day.


DAY TWO: The dog-dip looks absolutely horrible but it feels much worse. The dogs tried to wriggle away to avoid their inevitable fate, but to no avail.


This is when the left side of my body started to go numb.


I am the world’s worst Jew.


I left the best part on the paper towel.

The deed was done: I threw everything into a tinfoil-lined casserole and drove like a maniac to get the bacon-cheez-beer-dogs to The Stranger offices in a condition approximating warmth.

I had to roll down my car window on the way over to keep the rendered pork fat smell from rendering me unconscious. On the elevator up to the office, a Fed Ex driver asked me what I was carrying. “It’s an experiment,” I told him.




Erica daintily gnaws on the object of her affection. She would later exclaim, “once you get the grease off, they’re not bad!”


That’s publisher Tim Keck on the left devouring his first artery-clogger of the day. By the end of the day, he had devoured four of them, even after they spent several hours on a table getting dirty looks from office vegetarians and dropping outside the safe temperature range for consumable food. I doubt he made it through the weekend. Josh Feit looks on in horror, Brad Steinbacher masters the fine art of aloofness and Dan Savage (slightly out of frame) voices his disgust.


Web guru Anthony Hecht: “I hear there’s some kind of deep-fried bacon?”


Stranger News Editor Josh Feit “had two bites and gave up,” and the majority of the staff seemed afraid to get too close to the fried delights I had prepared for them, but there was at least one overwhelmingly positive response.

“It’s like a hot dog flavored donut!” exclaimed Kelly O, who seemed disturbingly wistful while she devoured the log of meat and cheese before referring to it as “Michigan caviar.”

I think we’ve found our new food editor.

Erica, who was only able to eat one of the horrid things, made a special request for corn-dog casserole on Friday.

Erica C. Barnett is like the Khalid Sheikh Mohammed of culinary terrorism.

She must be stopped.

Special thanks to Emily for photo assistance.


1 hot dog
1 slice of thick-cut bacon
1 can of spray cheese
1 can beer (It doesn’t matter what kind, but we recommend something dark. Corona probably isn’t a good idea)
1 cup flour
Oil for frying

This one is a little work-intensive, so be ready to buckle down. First take the center out of the hot dog with an apple corer, if you have access to one. If not, just cut out the middle with a knife. Fill the cavity with the spray cheese and use the hot dog you removed from the middle as a cap to keep the cheese in. Wrap the bacon around the hot dog and deep-fry for two to four minutes or until bacon is cooked. Dab them dry with a paper towel (so the batter will stick). Mix the beer with the flour until it reaches a thick, but lump-free consistency. Dip the dogs in the batter, coating the dog completely, and deep-fry on high heat for two to three minutes or until brown and deadly.
NOTE: Don’t fry them too long or all of the cheese will explode out into the oil. That’s very bad.


In case you are wondering, I did not write and of the stuff in between the border.  For more, go to .

Um, yeah alot, i also like saying “um”, so, um, yeah….
January 16, 2008

So much to say! Okay I don’t really know where to start, so I’m just gonna start listing off random things I want to say, one at a time.



*Froot Loops



*Early Release/Beach



Midterms-Yesterday, I had my first period exam.  For the first semester, I had Health class.  It was a really easy test.  What my teacher did was he took a bunch of questions from the unit test and copied them exactly onto this one.  I had a feeling he was going to do that so I looked them all over, like I said, it was really easy.  Today, was my second day of it.  I had an algebra one first.  The bad news: I forgot my cheat sheet in my locker so I couldn’t use it. (We spent two days in class making them.  The good news: I had my calculator.  Way better than a piece of paper any day. It really wasn’t too difficult either.  Then I had Spanish.  We did the listening and writing portion of it in class yesterday so all we had to do was the written part.  I got confused but apparently it’s called “Written” because it’s multiple choice and the answers are already “written”.  40 easy questions from the first month of school.  Phew.  After that, I went to Science.  We passed in out graduation test practice books and binders to be graded and then he gave us a lecture and passed out the tests to explain them.  I had a note card I could use too.  And let me tell you, use it I did.  BIG help on that test.  So after that, we got out of school early around noon-ish.   Tomorrow I have Theatre(still have to make a note card), Language Arts, and then History.  Theatre, I’m not sure about because we never really did much, so I don’t know terms that good.  The only hard one I can remember is soliloquy.  It’s like when one actor(ess) is making a long speech that the other characters on stage apparently don’t hear or notice, but it gives info to the audience.  Language Arts will be fine because it’s just reading passages and answering questions – we’ve been doing practice tests.  History, um yeah, I might have a problem there.  He gave us this study quide(front and back paper) and I only know about five of those terms out of like 40 or 50.  Um, yeah, I’ll have to let you know how I blow that one.  And then again tomorrow we get early release at about noon-ish.


Snowboarding – We went skiing on Saturday and me and my sister have been asking my parents to sign us up for snowboarding lessons.  We’ve both been skiing the same hills for about 9 years and we want a challenge.  The best part, first lesson is Saturday morning 😀


Froot loops – I’m eating froot loops right now.  Guess which color? Highlight for answer à orange


Mooseburgers – Tonight at this youth club at my church, the dinner theme is The Northern Lights. For dinner:

*Mooseburgers a.k.a. hamburgers

*French fries a.k.a. French fries

*Blueberries – yes – just blueberries.

*Eskimo Pies a.k.a. ice cream sandwich

*and pop.


Early Release/Beach – Um, yes, for early release, please see above “Midterms”. We’re going to the beach this summer for my grandmother’s 80th birthday (she loves swimming), and we have finally narrowed it down to a few different beach houses.  I’ll let you know how this goes:putting my aunt and uncle(who seem to be trying to get out of it) in charge.


Cursive – Did you know that they have stopped teaching kids how to write in cursive in schools?!? I didn’t! I recently found this out and I think that it stinks!!!

January 9, 2008

O.K., so my cousins were here a couple of weeks ago. Hannah, she’s a year younger, taught me this cool llama song thing using your hands.

(Happy llama

Sad llama

Mentally disturbed llama

Super llama

Drama llama

Big fat momma llama


And you use your hands to act these out. Well, I was showing my one friend Loryn and wanted to keep it secret so we could like talk like that w/o anyone knowing, i.e. mentally disturbed llama at someone weird. Well, my other friend. Kaity, she liked it and showed everyone in all her classes ❗

December 26, 2007

See below for English version. Thanks. 😀

¿Oye todos qué está arriba? ¡Yo no anuncié ayer porque obviamente fui Navidad (yayness)! 😉 . Estoy contento que las vacaciones son todavía no sobre. Yo no quiero volver a la escuela mas y hace ni se siente como Navidad. Deseo realmente que nieve 😦 pienso que esto es la primera Navidad que he tenido jamás donde la única nieve es hielo construyó de los arados que casi ha ido. Bien, hay alguna otra nieve, pero yo no cuento las bolas de nieve que puse en mi congelador. Es chistoso, las personas pensaron que bromeaba cuando dije que iba “vender arriba en el espíritu festivo”. :mrgreen: De todos modos, yo no vuelvo hasta el 3 tan yo soy:) acerca de eso. Sí, yo no sé por qué, pero pensaron que escribiría este poste y lo puso en español para cada uno apenas ‘causa que quisiera a 😉 espero que todos goce las vacaciones, y oye, tenemos todavía Año Nuevo para esperar. Y mí, yo soy entretenido muy en este momento porque mis primos, las tías, y los tíos, etc. viene por un día tan nosotros hemos estado “preparando” para ellos. ¿Fue mi idea de mamá de enrollar pilllows para ellos porque ellos permanecen sobre, será obstaculizado, y para razones todavía desconocido a mí, mi abuela dio todos sombreros, los guantes, y. ..sheets? Bien. Consigo ellos vienen sobre, pero ella sabe que tenemos hojas. 🙄 Así que entonces mi papá pensó, “bien por qué hace no ponemos las almohadas en cajas inmensas y entonces cuando ellos dan nosotros regalos, diga ‘caramba, es tan pequeño “. 😆 Así que ahora haremos que y tenemos cajas grandes que usted podría poner las televisiones a esperar bajo nuestro árbol llenaron de almohadas. 😛 Desgraciadamente, yo tengo que limpiar mi cuarto, pero debe estar interesando 😉 .

Hey everyone what’s up? I didn’t post yesterday because obviously it was Christmas (yayness!) 😉 . I’m glad that the holidays are not yet over.  I don’t want to go back to school yet and it doesn’t even feel like Christmas. I really wish it would snow 😦  I think that this is the first Christmas that I’ve ever had where the only snow is ice built up from the plows that’s almost gone. Well, there is some other snow, but I’m not counting the snowballs I put in my freezer. It’s funny, people thought I was joking when I said I was going to “stock up on the holiday spirit”.  :mrgreen:  Anyways, I don’t go back till the 3rd so I’m  🙂  about that. Yeah, I don’t know why, but I thought that I would write this post and put it in Spanish for every one just ’cause I wanted to 😉  I hope everyone is enjoying the holidays, and hey, we still have New Year’s to look forward to. And me, I’m very entertained right now because my cousins, aunts, and uncles, etc. are coming for one day so we have been “preparing” for them. It was my mom’s idea to wrap up pillows for them because they’re staying over, it’s going to be cramped, and for reasons still unknown to me, my grandmother gave everyone hats, gloves, and…sheets? O.K. I get they’re coming over, but she knows we have sheets. 🙄 So then my dad thought, “well why don’t we put the pillows in huge boxes and then when they give us gifts, say ‘ gee, it’s so small”. 😆 So now we’re going to do that and we have big boxes that you could put televisions in waiting under our tree filled with pillows. 😛 Unfortunately, I have to clean my room, but it should be interesting 😉 .

DHMO! Everyone Run!
November 10, 2007

Have you ever heard of Dihydrogen Monoxide?  Dihydrogen Monoxide is commonly referred to as DHMO.   DHMO is a highly dangerous substance.  In some cases, it is referred to as the “Invisable Killer”.  😮

          The following are some facts taken directly from

·  Dihydrogen Monoxide is linked to gun violence

·  Dihydrogen monoxide was found at every recent school shooting

·  Athletes use DIHYDROGEN MONOXIDE, or DHMO, to enhance performance

·  Dihydrogen Monoxide has been found in our rivers, lakes, oceans and streams

·  Dihydrogen Monoxide is a major component of acid rain

·  Thousands die each year after inhaling dihydrogen monoxide

·  Dihydrogen Monoxide can be deadly


Wanna learn more about Dihydrogen Monoxide?  Click here and go to the Dihyrdrogen Monoxide site.  After, come back and finish reading the rest of this post.  😉
























So, what did you learn about DHMO ❓  It may not have been in-your-face obvious, but did you figure out what DHMO a.k.a. Hydric Acid is?  If yes, good for you.  If no, well, DHMO is actually another term for…water. 😆 Yup,  the same stuff that kills thousands of people, causes burns, is in nuclear power plants, chemical test labs, school shootings and more, is really just water.  😀

          Think about it, hot water will burn your tongue, 😛 you can drown, if you drink too much too fast, you feel sick, and nearly every school has water fountains.   I had to post this because I just thought that it was too funny to pass up.  P.S.  If you find any other websites like this let me know, I would love to see them.  PlzKThx.  8)

          :mrgreen: Churros! :mrgreen: