Ike's sleepin. I've secretly been reeding the blog and envee... enver... like really wantin to be like Tanner for taking over Joe's blog. Let me tel you what Ike is reely like. All he does is sleep - like all the time. And you all think his tonge is cool and its not - its grose with cat hare all over it and it sticks to every thing. He farts all the time under the covers and makes me barf. He also ataks me and snorts at me when he plays 'get the Duncan' and I let him win because I dont want him to feal bad. He has reely nerdy outfits too and he loves to dress like a girl. You are dateing a girl, Martha.
Hes also not hansome at all. My mom uses photoshop on him. And hes afraid to be alone like a litle girl.
Let me tell you somthin about me - I am like a total ninja. I am black and stelthy and atak every one while they are in the bath room. Beware if you are in the showr. Attak time! On the toilet. Attak time!
I am also half snake because I can lik like a snake. Beware of the snake liks!
Ike didnt even reelize I took this picture while he was in drag - he was already dresed like that and I didnt put his foot in warm water eether.
Here I am using my ninja skils and Ike doesnt even no I'm there.
More ninja skils.
This picture is prety grafic. This is the death screem while I strike from the skye like lightnin - keeeeeyai!
Oh crap, he's waking up - Duncan ... out!