Dear Diary,
Whoa, Pony just passed out. He already wasn't feeling so hot but I let him go to the rumble anyway. He got kicked in the head so many times he got a concussion. He passed out, we got to get to the hospital.
Love Dairy (MOO)
Dear Diary,
We got him to the hospital and he is still out. I wonder when he'll wake up.
3 DAYS LATER
PONY! He woke up. He still doesn't look good though. Ohh Pony. Soda came in so I'm going to leave. I love when they hang out. Their so cute together.
Love Darry
Monday, November 3, 2008
Dally!
Dear Diary,
I hate this day. I HATE IT. First Johnny now Dally. When we went to the lot Dally threatened to shoot the fuzz with his unloaded heater. The fuzz didn't like that much so they shot Dal. Ohh, Dally, Dallas Winston why. You're alright Dar. Sing your copping with death song. "You say goodbye and I say hello, hello, hello. I don't know why you say goodbye when I say hello, hello, hello. I don't why you say goodbye when I say hello." Ohh Dally, Johnny I miss you guys.
Love, Darry
I hate this day. I HATE IT. First Johnny now Dally. When we went to the lot Dally threatened to shoot the fuzz with his unloaded heater. The fuzz didn't like that much so they shot Dal. Ohh, Dally, Dallas Winston why. You're alright Dar. Sing your copping with death song. "You say goodbye and I say hello, hello, hello. I don't know why you say goodbye when I say hello, hello, hello. I don't why you say goodbye when I say hello." Ohh Dally, Johnny I miss you guys.
Love, Darry
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