Jamal day 4

I honestly, truly hate this place when we left off, the crazy toucan was having Mr.Malone teach him how to golf, one more thing to add to the list of reasons I hate this place. Anyway Mr.Malone has gained an overly expansive love, or more like an obsessive compulsive disorder over Bessie. Back to the story, after about a half an hour lesson on how to hold the club with your left hand I decided to take things into my own hands. “Its time to do this ghetto style” I yelled to Mr.Malone “No, No please, it there any other style you have a degree in that will be helpful at this time?” he asked “perhaps Newtons theory?”

“NO!” I yelled

Faster than light (almost) I grabbed the golf club and BANG!

that guy was out like a light! There was something shiny and round on the ground next to a piece of paper with words on it. I couldn’t tell what it was from here, but I knew the round thing was the fruit loop.”I found it” I yelled “no my dear, we found it” he said with the tone of accomplishment in his voice. “You are a waste of my time” I mumbled then walked away. I was headed towards the fruit loop then as I grabbed the ring an picked up the paper and tried to read it but Mr,Malone had to ruin my fun and read it him self “It says here that we need to take approximately 700 paces in the eastern direction... Easy as Crumpets” he belted out “you are a moron” I whispered to myself. “All we need now is a compass..... Aw phooey! We do not have a compass, now we will never get home!” he yelled “hey I have heard of a compass, it is an app on my phone, it really sucks though cause all you can do is turn the phone around and the red arrow spins” i said disappointed at the fact that I actually bought that app. He looked at me with the strangest  expression “Um. dude to you have to.. ya know go?” I asked “I am as happy as the queen on vase polishing week, this jolly good, we are saved thanks to your the application on your “telly” phone!”  he yelled, with the happiest smile. It almost seemed as though he was going to audition to be the Cheshire cat. He grabbed the phone and started to mess with it. When he finally found the app he yelled “Onward Ho!”

As we were walking we came across a weird cave and Mr.Malone asked “why did the counting stop?” you are a moron I think in my head “becasue that means that we have to go in the cave you...just...just please don’t talk to me PLEASE!” I yell.

I had decided that we were going to go into the cave and try and find that silver apple thing (honestly I don’t understand this place) “ I am not going to be going into that cave” said Mr. Malone hasitly. “Awww monsters aren’t real, here I will protect you” I said so sacrcastly that you would think I was serious. As I looked back into the dark cave I saw a cult of albino chipmunks rise out of the ground.

Oh My God