Sunday, March 4, 2007

I am not Jim Hendrix's son

On Wednesday, I got called out of class for the monthly drug dog inspection, but somehow the dog hit on my bookbag(for dummies, that means the dog found something). I get called out of class so that he could tell me that he searched my bookbag and that they found nothing. I told the Youth Group that and now I have a running joke going that I'm a druggy. So if you hear anyone saying something like that, just chime in and make jokes, because I couldn't care-less. One more thing. My mom is growing tomatoes/onions in our house. When we had the crew over Friday, the new joke is now that I deal drugs along with grow them. Its actually pretty funny.

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