Hi guys!
Welcome to Explosive Decompression. haha. No seriously... I bet your also wondering about the address... hippogrenade? Well, it has meaning. Deep meaning. haha. Hippo stands for hippocampus, which I'm sure is part of the brain, so basically it's brain explosion, IE, explosive decompression, IE Brain Fart.
But I disgress.
So Anyway, this entire post was supposed to be about the so called Florida Project, aka our trip to florida. =D
Alright, so this morning me and the rest of the kids were catching lizards.
yes, lizards. And we ended up catching two of em. There cute little beasts, and they'll sit on your hand for minutes at a time, but sometimes they'll hop off, and that gets anoyying. haha. So we had Bob and Frank, those were there names. I decided I wanted Bob, so I perched him on my thumb and walked him over to seaworld. Oh, that's right, our hotel is DIRECTLY EXACTLY across the street from sea world. Across the street! It's pretty cool.
So while we were on our way to sea world, I dropped bob. Or rather he jumped off. I kept karate chopping my hand infront of him so that he would dart up onto it, but he never would. Actually, I ended up chopping him in the neck, and with a sickening crunch, that was the end of Bob.
Disgusting it was.
=P
And now, we have sea world.
Sea world was alot more of kids park, I would say. Not that It wasn't cool, but i'm not as much into the animals as my little sisters. =P
We saw lots of cool fish and sharks, went on a few rides, and saw a killer whale show. 'Twas fun.
Now I'm really writing this on the morning of day 3, but I just got my blog set up late last night, so I just wrote it this morning.
Expect more. Tonight.
Oh yeah, have a great day at Heritage. (Most of you)
TTYL