A night on the town:
My night on a Friday night as myself.
I would go have fun with my friends in Norfolk. My friends and I would probably go to Wal-Mart and mess around there. If it wasn't wrestling season, we would also go to Taco John's and have a Six Pack and a Pound. Then we would go to one of our houses and spend the night there.
My night as Homer Simpson.
If I was Homer Simpson, I would go to work at the factory and probably mess up doing something. After that, I would go home and choke Bart because I would be mad at him for making fun of me. To finish off the night, I would go to the bar and drink some beer.
My night as a girl.
If I was a girl going out to anything, I probably would take hours getting ready because I would have to decide what to wear and other stuff. Then I would go do something really boring and go home and talk to my friends for hours at a time.
My night if I was living in the 1950's.
If I was living in the 1950's I probably would be living on a farm. I would have to put on my work clothes and start doing chores all night like milking cows and have no fun with my friends because I would be to busy working on the farm. I would then go to bed at 8:30 since I have to wake up early in the morning again to milk cows again in the morning.
My night if I was a fish.
If I was a fish, I would spend my whole time trying to survive. I would have to swim away from all of the sharks and other fish that would eat me, and I would have to avoid being caught by fisherman. I would also have to find food so I don't go hungry, but I would not eat the worm that is floating in the middle of nowhere. After finding a sufficient enough food, I would have to keep swimming around because if I stopped swimming I probably would get eaten or caught.
My night if I was a caveman.
Being a caveman, I would have to hunt mammoths so I could support my family. I would sharpen my spears and rocks so it would be easier to kill them. Then I would go out with the other cavemen and try to track down a mammoth. I would then grunt when I find one and then we would fight the mammoth. A couple of the cavemen would die, but I would not die. I would cut off the meat and bring it back to my family. We would have great supper of eating raw meat.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
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