If I was the proud owner of a dragon...

With little topics to write about, I turned to my faithful and ever supportive readers (turns out that I actually have two!) for inspiration. After much debate on what and what I should not put in my blog, we concluded that I should discuss what would happen if yours truly had a dragon. 

1. Because my backyard is space limited, I would either put him/her into a specially designed care center in Scandinavia or have him/her torch my neighbor's houses. Preferably the latter.

2. On the subject of feeding my pet, I don't that I would like him/her to eat animals, for I myself am a vegetarian, so I suppose I'd either find a diet of healthy greens or simply feed it sixth graders.

3. On May 23, 2008, I would send my dragon to eat George W. Bush

4. The next day, my dragon would morph into a cat.  

5. After morphing back, my dragon, Grendal, as I have affectionally named it, will forever reign as the king of New York

6. In Buswona, (see earlier post, Buswona) Grendal will be named Secretary of Evil and our national defender. 

7. I will teach Grendal to become a lap dragon. 

8. I will paint Grendal rainbow colors. 

9. Grendal and I will die together fighting valiantly against Saladfingers, The Evil Conquerer of the North (but we'll still win cuz she like Colin Johnson in the Primary School.)

I think that this will be all.