This is Brett!
My mom made a nice title. Well, we went to my Grandma's house in the morning. I just went there and watched t.v. for a little bit. Then Taylor came along. His first question was, "Can we play the GameCube?". Nice question! Of course we can! Taylor didn't want to play Mario Kart, but we played one round. Then, of course, he wanted to play Star Wars: The Clone Wars. It's basically his favorite game. Whenever we played, I, of course, was the winner! I told him that he needed more practice. I told him to go on the academy one for some practice, but he kept dying on me! Motor tanks were Taylor's problem. They're no biggie to me, except for the fact that when they shoot at me, I lose most of my health! Taylor always picks the Walker because it has a shield, but you have to wait for it to recharge. What a wussie, huh? Then we were playing Base Attack - it's when you go onto these bases and you wait for these 4 turrets and your comrades to come out. Then Taylor decided to play Lego Star Wars. He kept trying to kill me, but when I was Jengo Fet, I kept using my jet pack to fly around, while Taylor's General Grievous kept trying to cut my head off.
Then we went outside on the trampoline and acted like tigers again. Taylor accidentally jumped off the trampoline, but he was fine. Well, I better not fill up this page, so.... Bye-Bye!
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