Being the oldest is always the same in every family. Gotta watch what ya say and do and be a good example for your younger siblings. Oh man it sucks the stuff we gotta hide from everyone. I mean liken this one time at band camp.... 
Anyhow, so I was outta computer commission for awhile dere and spent it havin a life but I missed my lil sis and ma friends and ma dysfunctional MD familia. Also had to spend real life with ma real familia and say goodbye  to my bestest friend, Skittles But I came here juss as soon as my computer was up and ready in my room here to say hi  and let ya know I didn't vanish off the planet like MJ although now I do find irony in the Metallica lyrics "We're off to Never Never Land ha ha ha ha"
Now as far as Fender Bender goes, well I suppose I kin tell ya and iffen it gets me in trouble with doggy daddy , well I like the doghouse, 'specially when Tunes comes by with the geetar and the brews
but ummmm well ya see there was this Nigerian Prince, Hackmar, I do believe, and he kept wooing her with all his millions he was promising and sayin she could be a "REAL" Queen and not just one in her make-believe world. I kept sayin that it wadn't right but what do I know bein the oldest triplet?  So Hackmar says to her she should sneak out like Rapunzel did an marry 'em. So she snucked out the winda. But ummmm she told Mamma Feetz she was going to get Cheez Whiz. 
Seein I knew all dis information I did what a good big sister would do, I packed my bags and went to my babysitters shed and told her all about it. She even sed it wadn't like Fen to do somethin so rash but perhaps it was all the travelling and moving that made her go loco (I don't know folks in Grapeland Texas but Fen sure spent an awful bunch of time there and when she finally moved from there well she met up with Hackmar  )
She hadn't even call me to let me know she got her crown yet, guessin she's gonna be a lil mad when she sees this blog and knows I tattled on her. Oh well, that's what big sis's are for...to stay daddy's girls and beat the crap outta the udder ones so they scream and cry and make daddy wanna drink. Yo, daddy, wanna split a Bud? 
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