Speaking of Alaska

Yes, truth be told, nobody ever really cared that much about the opinions of chatterbox Dawn. She always talks incessantly in a nice if snarky way about all of the pranks that she and her brother continuously pulled behind the back of poor Miss Nafsker, the MK schoolteacher who was living at their house. That is about as deep as it gets. But I have told this story before and there is nothing else to add to that. I cannot imagine what reports she might have delivered to the dummies' class people because we never really had any high school classes together, only met at maybe recess. Anyway, I never interviewed the three blond dummies — Gwen Juneau, Kelly Elliott, and Janice Barton — so I really wouldn't know. Just being blond does not mean that you are any more worthy of American citizenship than I am. I am just as much a part of the American people as any Canadian Dawn-come-lately so there is nothing else to say about the disgustingly trashy Sawords. I am sick and tired of hearing about Wicked Witch Dawn, in addition to some other witches, so don't be surprised if I slam the door in Kelly-Gwen-Janice's Wicked Witch face, or whoever it is. I am sick and tired of hearing from the Wicked Witch dogs of high school, as if I ever cared about their pathetically horrible lives.