<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522</id><updated>2011-09-30T10:32:31.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Keaton</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-5921303622079698654</id><published>2011-01-01T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T10:35:31.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fairy tale</title><content type='html'>hay mom, its my first day of school. oh cool baby bear, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wat&lt;/span&gt; would you like in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; lunch bag. can i have a giant container of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porage&lt;/span&gt; and a cup of honey. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. i cant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; first day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;. hay mom, can you walk with me to school. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shore&lt;/span&gt; baby bear. 2 min. later. wow, all my friends are here. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;humpty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dumty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; little red ridding hood, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ty&lt;/span&gt;, spike, bob, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Titus&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Moses&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ezekiel&lt;/span&gt;, tom, sawyer, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pete&lt;/span&gt;, peter, and john, or should i say the 12 kids that live in the shoe, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tortas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; hair. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cousin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Goldy&lt;/span&gt; lox. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; baby wolf. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; shoe elf, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Hy&lt;/span&gt; jumping moon cow. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; class, my name is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bbbbbbaaaaahhhh&lt;/span&gt; man. oh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bbbbbbbabbbbby&lt;/span&gt; wolf. please &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; try to eat me, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bahman&lt;/span&gt;. so are first thing  to do is art. we will be making &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;paper airplanes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;, but how do we make paper airplanes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bahman&lt;/span&gt;. we fold paper here and here and here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Titus&lt;/span&gt;. thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bahman&lt;/span&gt;. all of are paper airplanes are done. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, time for lunch. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wat&lt;/span&gt; did everyone have. eggs, meat, shoe loaf, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porage&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porage&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cupcakes carrets&lt;/span&gt; and turkey. 5 min. later. were all done, oh no, schools over. see you all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-5921303622079698654?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/5921303622079698654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=5921303622079698654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/5921303622079698654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/5921303622079698654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2011/01/fairy-tale.html' title='fairy tale'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-4239104831229006708</id><published>2010-12-30T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:47:11.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crazy shopper</title><content type='html'>hello, my name is sarah. I am going to the storre today and your comming along! 5 min later. oh you shoud no im rich. now come on. we are in the store now so hay look at that. oh i want that dress and that one and that one and that hay look a red purse. i want that one and that one and that hay look at that. its a the latest makup. up want that lipstick and that blush and that powder and that comb. hay, theres a giant mirror. ok so now lets go up the escalater. hay look. a giant king size bed. wo, a lamp. i so need this. ahhhhhh! a plasma screen. wo, a couple paintings, i want that one and that one and that one and wo, electronics, i want that big computer, the laptop, the I pod and the phone. ohhh, tanktops i want that one and that one and that one. oh look at those skirts. i want that one and that one and that one. wow look at all those shoes. i want that pair, and that pair and that pair. ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh! instermenst. i want those drums and that guitar and that keyboured. well im done for today. so lets check out. ohhhh, look at my check.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 dresses&lt;br /&gt;3 purses&lt;br /&gt;3 makeup items&lt;br /&gt;1 comb&lt;br /&gt;1 giant mirror&lt;br /&gt;1 king size bed&lt;br /&gt;1 lamp&lt;br /&gt;1 plazma screen&lt;br /&gt;3 paintings&lt;br /&gt;1 giant conputer&lt;br /&gt;1 lap top&lt;br /&gt;1 Ipod&lt;br /&gt;1 phone&lt;br /&gt;3 tank tops&lt;br /&gt;3 skirts&lt;br /&gt;3 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;1 drum&lt;br /&gt;1 guitar&lt;br /&gt;1 keyboared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$830, 895.50&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-4239104831229006708?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/4239104831229006708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=4239104831229006708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/4239104831229006708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/4239104831229006708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-shopper.html' title='the crazy shopper'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-1807051574874433487</id><published>2010-07-26T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:37:34.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TATE</title><content type='html'>sport. baseball&lt;br /&gt;color. blue&lt;br /&gt;food. chicken @ rice&lt;br /&gt;car. R.V.&lt;br /&gt;name. ross&lt;br /&gt;fruit. apples&lt;br /&gt;vegtable. green beans&lt;br /&gt;restraunt. arebees&lt;br /&gt;wether. sunny&lt;br /&gt;tree. apple tree&lt;br /&gt;game. candy land&lt;br /&gt;T.V. show. handymanny&lt;br /&gt;movie. handy manny&lt;br /&gt;movie charecter. handy many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats Tate. ps. ladys moving into 1st. he's available&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-1807051574874433487?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/1807051574874433487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=1807051574874433487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/1807051574874433487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/1807051574874433487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/07/tate.html' title='TATE'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-3887749165926410779</id><published>2010-07-25T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:10:54.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sawyer.</title><content type='html'>sport. baseball&lt;br /&gt;color. red&lt;br /&gt;animal. cobra&lt;br /&gt;wether. sunny&lt;br /&gt;food. mac @ chees&lt;br /&gt;name. george&lt;br /&gt;game. monopoly&lt;br /&gt;TV show. spongebob&lt;br /&gt;movie. karaty&lt;br /&gt;movie charecter. jimmy from jimmy neutron&lt;br /&gt;fruit. grapes&lt;br /&gt;vegtabl. corn&lt;br /&gt;age. 8&lt;br /&gt;car. toyota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats sawyer, ps. girls moving in to 2nd, he's available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-3887749165926410779?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/3887749165926410779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=3887749165926410779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/3887749165926410779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/3887749165926410779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/07/sawyer.html' title='sawyer.'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-4702961351859640494</id><published>2010-05-13T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:55:44.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woodlands</title><content type='html'>woodlands5. deer. deer are pretty big. boy deers are called bucks. bucks have big antlers and love chilly mornings.the girls are called do. do have no antlers. the good thing is, instead of antlers, they have white spots. they are smaller than bucks and have less meat on them. there fast, and think orange is brown. orange is the only color deers mistake and is like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;signs&lt;/span&gt; for other hunters so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; shoot you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat. grass&lt;br /&gt;live. the woods, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pacific&lt;/span&gt; home&lt;br /&gt;wear. a brown shirts and messed up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt; shirts&lt;br /&gt;name. deer, do, buck   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt;. what do woods birds like eating the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gfor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;. next is the [----]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-4702961351859640494?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/4702961351859640494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=4702961351859640494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/4702961351859640494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/4702961351859640494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/05/woodlands_13.html' title='woodlands'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-8051809678127083482</id><published>2010-05-01T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:23:15.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woodlands</title><content type='html'>woodlands 4, squirls. squirls are verry cool, egspeshualy flying ones. they are brown and have tow buck teeth. squirls eat nuts and hide them in trees. [ fact, flying squirls just glide in wind ]. pretty cool ha. the squirls hide nuts in trees for hybernating and keeping away from predadors.&lt;br /&gt;you can find them  in clean parks and the country trees. they are mean to people some times. there naturall predator is a dog. there fast on there feet and and in air.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live. trees&lt;br /&gt;wear. brown shirt&lt;br /&gt;color. brown&lt;br /&gt;food. nuts  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. next woodlands is on deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jim, i dont no how to light up the back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-8051809678127083482?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/8051809678127083482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=8051809678127083482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/8051809678127083482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/8051809678127083482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/05/woodlands.html' title='woodlands'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-540955696663851395</id><published>2010-04-30T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:38:26.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woodlands</title><content type='html'>woodlands, armadillo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;armadillos&lt;/span&gt; are little tinny. they curl up like hedge hogs when danger comes. there kind of like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;possum's&lt;/span&gt; bu curl, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dy&lt;/span&gt;. there yellow and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;armor&lt;/span&gt; hard shell. I think there cool from the roll deal, bu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt;. any way, they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;indeed&lt;/span&gt; and i want you to tell me why they are cool to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live. they live in holes i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;color&lt;/span&gt;. yellow&lt;br /&gt;wear. a wrinkled yellow shirt&lt;br /&gt;eat. i think plants   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;. next woodlands is about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;squirls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div 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title='woodlands'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-94149959805838888</id><published>2010-04-29T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:27:58.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woodlands</title><content type='html'>woodlands 2, opossoms. opossoms are the best dead actors in the woods. they play dead when dangers near. there white and come out at night.they eat cat and dog food. my dad killed one in are front yard. cool ha. they have a pink nose like the star nosed mole. i dont no if they rilly hang by there tails in trees upside down in trees. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food. iv'e only seen them eat cat and dog food.&lt;br /&gt;wear.long sleave white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;color. white.&lt;br /&gt;job. actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. next animal, armadillos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-94149959805838888?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/94149959805838888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=94149959805838888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/94149959805838888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hands. they can rip open trash bags and every thing. they live in trees. they look like and acked like robbers. they steel dog food, cat food, and trash. they look like it because it looks like they have a black mask on. they are the best movie woodland animal actors. they are because they have the most human like animals. over the hedge, that new nature &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt; movie. they are some of the most worst animals in the woods.                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food. i think apples&lt;br /&gt;like. trash   &lt;br /&gt;live. trees, woods&lt;br /&gt;wear. black mask   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please come back &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; woodlands.  next week, o&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;possum's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-190056052504934594?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/190056052504934594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=190056052504934594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/190056052504934594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/190056052504934594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/04/woodland.html' title='woodland'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-8162642795679634079</id><published>2010-04-27T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T16:06:53.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>famly and me</title><content type='html'>if you want to no my famly. your at the right blog. my famalys names are keaton, sawyer, tate, amber my mom, kirk my dad and are cat indiana. grandparents, gim as poohpa, virgina as grammy, joyce as grammy, eli as pop, and gramma scot. aunts and uncles, uncle kevan, aunt michale, uncle adam, and aunt carla. cousins, jordan, kayla, cody, dawson, mariah, and cammele. pets, baby girl, ozzey, indiana, lussy, ty, puddles, ienstien, daisy, and luke. some of are dead relatives are grandma goodrum, grandpa scot, and nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im keaton goodrum. im the oldest of 3. tates 5, sawyers 8, and im 9. my birthdays augast 3. and i have the best famaly. i love fish sticks. my best friends are Elijah Loyd, Connar, and hessly forthman. im a braineack big time. im a funny man because if im in a room with friends, ones at least laughing every miniut after im warmed up.my cat indiana is sawyers cat and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indiana and luke, cats. ozzey, daisy, lussy, ty, and puddles are dogs. and ienstiens a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             thats all. ps. ms tiffany, i do post offtan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-5968725832213799623</id><published>2010-04-27T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:24:00.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-5968725832213799623?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/5968725832213799623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>mom, Amber[] dad, Kirk</title><content type='html'>my mom is the best in the world. she cooks the best meals, exept for sloppy jo night. her best friends are mr. tiffany, ms. jennapher, and ms. lisa. shes on a diet. she cant eat grilled cheese, corn dogs, chicken, or cake. a laught of other foods are on the list of not eatting for mom. but she can eat vegtables, and fruits. she loves green apples and green grapes. we have to wake up at 8:00 for her guym thing. her blog name is rasing rascals. she owns a red van and is 32. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is the best in the world. he works at siplast the roof macking coumpony. he loves his job and is the bos. his best friends are mr. wes, mr. danny, and mr. justin. he is kind of on a diet. he is on one, but he has a probloum with it. he eats all things. he's only able to eat fruit and vegtables. but hes not going on that gig. he owns a clean big truck, and is 32.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[ps. moms older by 2 months]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-6777829692961849523?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/6777829692961849523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=6777829692961849523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/6777829692961849523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/6777829692961849523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/04/mom-amber-dad-kirk.html' title='mom, Amber[] dad, Kirk'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-7835262136944136402</id><published>2010-04-26T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:53:48.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes from keaton</title><content type='html'>wat did the X say to the loud opera singer. your singing ends in a X-clamation mark my ladie friend.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the differants betwean a elaphaqhant and a mamouth, the elaphants a ice cube in spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i saw this guy with a bump on his face. i asked him how he got that brose on his face. he said i smelled a brose. i said, theres no b in rose. he said, there was in that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         please comment if you have  any jokes. and ill put it on my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-7835262136944136402?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/7835262136944136402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=7835262136944136402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/7835262136944136402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/7835262136944136402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/04/jokes-from-keaton.html' title='jokes from keaton'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-8864562472897084277</id><published>2010-04-26T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:36:01.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>animal poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;up in the world live big things and small. there bugs, mammals, reptiles, and things that are tall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ducks, cats, and things that fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                 dogs, wolfs, and bears and things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hawks, birds, and bats with wings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                   monkeys, mice, and killing rats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;penguins, fish, and ducks that are fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                   elephants, giraffes, deres, and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;horses, lizards, and big fleas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                         that's all for now, or a wile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please stay happy, with a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be careful Internet kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-8864562472897084277?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/8864562472897084277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=8864562472897084277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/8864562472897084277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/8864562472897084277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2010/04/animal-poem.html' title='animal poem'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-1820389131560234779</id><published>2009-08-16T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:30:03.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz bole</title><content type='html'>q1. Wat's the name of Arkansas bird.      &lt;br /&gt; q2. How many gorillas are in Eastern lowland.&lt;br /&gt; Do you no. if you do, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt; my. The winner will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; $3.00 as a prize. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Label&lt;/span&gt; them 1+2 in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt;. thank you, please look at these jokes down here, enjoy.              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Adams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt; to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;reustrantrant&lt;/span&gt;, the 1st one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt;, I think I lost the electron, the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt;, are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;shure&lt;/span&gt;, the 1st one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt;, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt;.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Wat&lt;/span&gt; did the piece of paper say to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pencil&lt;/span&gt;, your looking sharp today.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wye&lt;/span&gt; are baseball players so r&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ich&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they play on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;diamond&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-1820389131560234779?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/1820389131560234779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=1820389131560234779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/1820389131560234779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/1820389131560234779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiz-bole.html' title='quiz bole'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-2045841152117586740</id><published>2009-05-20T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:29:09.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the run away iphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ounce&lt;/span&gt; a girl that 32 and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;named&lt;/span&gt; Janell was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;buying&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt; from a phone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;store&lt;/span&gt; in hot springs. After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt; in the booth started to pick up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt; and tell us about it. When she was done telling us about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;, it stood up and said,''Later.'' The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;went&lt;/span&gt; around the store and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;opened&lt;/span&gt; every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;package&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;electronic&lt;/span&gt; thing in it and said,''Run!'' After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt; said that, ear phones, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;iPhones&lt;/span&gt;, blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tooth's&lt;/span&gt;, they were all running to the wires and were going through the wires wile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;leaving&lt;/span&gt; there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;body's&lt;/span&gt; behind. The girl pressed a button on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; and put to the edge of the wires wile putting there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;body's&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;. Music was getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt;. After that, Janell and the girl put the little trouble makers in a box and put them in jail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;IPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's $300.00                                                                           [ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;you'll&lt;/span&gt; love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can pick your own wall paper and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ring tone&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can download &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;itunes&lt;/span&gt; off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can download games &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's a touch screen    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can text in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;bubble's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can call  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;timers&lt;/span&gt; go off at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; time                     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can get on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can make a list &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;case  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it video tapes    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tells time          &lt;span&gt;&lt;img class="gl_clean" alt="Remove Formatting from selection" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-2045841152117586740?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/2045841152117586740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=2045841152117586740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/2045841152117586740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/2045841152117586740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2009/05/run-away-iphone.html' title='the run away iphone'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-3283593101800743324</id><published>2009-02-11T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:08:07.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas Brothers</title><content type='html'>Once on stage, the final concert was on. It was on T.V, and stuff. Everyone was watching such as Lesly.T, Leasly.Y, Jon Henry and others. The one and only Jonas Brothers was who they were watching. Nick, Jo, and Kevin are the Jonas Brothers. A few months later, when they were out on vacation, that meant no concerts, but still fans.                 &lt;br /&gt;One fans name was Jake Jill. Nick, Jo, and Kevin are at the mall signing autographs. Over 8,000,000,000 people all over the world wanted autographs. But here's how they became famous. It started 4 years ago. Once upon a time, Nick, Kevin, and Jo were in school walking in the hall. They were singing their favorite song. When they were acting like Jo singing and playing guitar, Nick playing guitar, and Kevin playing guitar. Then they raised their voices and every one in the school gathered around to hear them. The boys had the whole school clapping. Then they video taped it, put it on the internet, and posted pictures on everything. They did a concert on Friday and had the whole state at the concert. And that's how they became famous.               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.   written by Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fake story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-3283593101800743324?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/3283593101800743324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=3283593101800743324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/3283593101800743324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/3283593101800743324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2009/02/jonas-brothers.html' title='Jonas Brothers'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-7378623407668237191</id><published>2009-01-23T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:21:25.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Backyard 100 Golfcours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; are backyard, me, Sawyer, and Tate are making a ''100'' hole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;golf course&lt;/span&gt;. We are up to 14 holes. We have till August 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. 11 is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;funnest&lt;/span&gt; hole so far. Also, 1 is the worst of them all. 3,11,7, and 8 are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;funnest&lt;/span&gt; holes so far. When we are done, I'll HAVE MY PARTY THERE!!! It took us a long time to find out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; hole's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;challenge.&lt;/span&gt;  It has a lot of challenges in the course. I hope you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; who read this like the hole story, got it hole. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; tricky. BY!!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keaton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-7378623407668237191?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/7378623407668237191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=7378623407668237191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/7378623407668237191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/7378623407668237191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-backyard-100-golfcours.html' title='Are Backyard 100 Golfcours'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-4480351802242966536</id><published>2008-12-02T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T15:06:33.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Super Animals</title><content type='html'>Once there were seven super animals. Each of them had a certain power. And each of them were a certain animal. An eagle, lion, alligator, deer, dog, meercat, and a rat were the super animals. The eagle had the power of freeze. He can throw water out of his mouth and it freezes stuff. The lion had the power of fire. He can fly, get on fire, and throw fire out of his mouth. The alligator has the power of camouflage. The deer can shrink or grow bigger. The dog's power is being able to turn invisible. The meercat's power is speed. He is faster than lightening. Last of all, the rat's power is that his tail can fling out as far as he wants it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super animals have been saving lives for years. But, soon comes their biggest challenge of all. The ten thousand foot robot. The townspeople were screaming harder than a whole jungle could. The super animals just hopped up straight towards the robot's face. The robot certainly saw them coming. He picked his hand up, reached out, and caught the animals. Lion turned on flames. He burned the robot's hand and caused him to drop the super animals. Now, deer shrank, went inside the robot's mouth, and turned a little taller. Somehow, she came out the back.  Eagle fly higher than the tallest skyscraper and blew out tons of ice.  It froze the robot.  Deer was kicking the back of the robot's head.  Dog was barking loudly.  Lion was on flames on top of the robot's head.  Eagle was scratching the robot's side with his claws.  Alligator was biting the robot's leg.  Meercat was going around and around the robot while rat wrapped his tail around the robot's neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too much for the robot.  He exploded.  The townspeople went crazy.  And no other villains came to their little town again, but the super animals still travel around the world saving the other towns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-4480351802242966536?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/4480351802242966536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=4480351802242966536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/4480351802242966536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/4480351802242966536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2008/12/super-animals.html' title='The Super Animals'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270856208555961522.post-5966902964541322356</id><published>2008-11-01T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:54:28.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very Muddy Day</title><content type='html'>Once there was a frog.  He found a mud puddle after it had rained.  He jumped in it, and was covered in mud.  A meerkat came over and saw the frog.  He jumped into the mud puddle, too.  It splattered so far that it landed on an elephant in Africa.  The elephant filled his trunk with air and let it out!  He flew around the Earth 12 times!  He caught up to 5 planes and 6 rocket ships.  And then he landed right into the mud puddle!  This time, the mud fell right off of the Earth.  The mud formed a basket and an alien and 3 little kittens in the Milky Way hopped in it.  With the mud, they also formed some balloons.  They floated up to our world.  The aliens got into their ship, and the 3 little kittens attached some milk bottles from the Milky Way.  Both the alien and the 3 little kittens fell into the mud puddle.  This time the mud covered the Earth.  Every animal you could think of ran straight and landed in the mud puddle.  This time the mud covered the universe.  And everything you can imagine, even planets, were running straight for the mud puddle.  The Earth exploded with mud, and the other planets exploded, too.  This time nothing was seen, except for the 3 little kittens, the elephant, the meerkat, the frog, and the alien.  Then mud started raining from a cloud.  The meerkat, the alien, the 3 little kittens, the frog, and the elephant said, "NOT AGAIN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270856208555961522-5966902964541322356?l=keatoniscreative.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/feeds/5966902964541322356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270856208555961522&amp;postID=5966902964541322356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/5966902964541322356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270856208555961522/posts/default/5966902964541322356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keatoniscreative.blogspot.com/2008/11/very-muddy-day.html' title='The Very Muddy Day'/><author><name>Keaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06105539768193606486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
