Buswona

Yes, I am well aware that I have not blogged for a good long while. I must beg your forgiveness. Please.. please.. please forgive me. Okay. Glad that that's over. Well, I must tell you that my recent trip to DC was amazing, to say the least. 

During a short visit to the White House, we noticed some Secret Service people on the roof [btw: we also debated why they are called the secret service because I'd be willing to bet that over 56% of our country, and perhaps 43% of the world knows that they exist] and we made our secret service agent names. This simple game evolved into something much more. Right there, in the capital of our country, we [agents wonderland, ritti, peachycheeks, and Kay (i think that's me but i cant be sure because it has nothing to do with my name)] made our own country. We started with the basics, such as what our national anthem would be, and what the national podcast is. Then we moved on to the roles in our society. Wonderland and Ritti are the presidents. We say president, but we really mean dictator. Yes, we do have elections.. but they're rigged. [we got this idea from the last two elections the USA has had. it's like exactly the same only our presidents have an IQ that's bigger than their shoe size. and we are Kommunists hahahaha.. I crack myself up] 

ANYWAYS! Agent Peachycheeks was our secretary of defense and sanitation [only the second one because he ended up picking up all the trash on the bus. hahahaha. he cracks me up]. I played the secretary of state, official scribe, treasurer, and secret service. as you can see, I was definitely most important. 

In the end, we decided to name our brave little nation Buswona. [not to be confused with the national swear-word, baslama] We named it this in honor of our bus, Bus One. see, Bus One, Busone, Busona, Buswona! Anyways, just decided to share with the faithful readers of my blog (noone) one of the many parts of my lovely trip to Washington. 

Toodles!