How I spent my summer vacation, By Joey Waalkes

Joey Waalkes
English Fifth Period
March 23, 1992

How I spent my summer vacation

There are many different reasons that I hate electric leaf blowers. It is very stupid and it isn't easy to use. It makes me very angry when I use it to clean my driveway at my house.
The first reason I hate electric leaf blowers is that they have cords. The cord always unplugs when I try to walk at least five feet away. I sometimes trip on the cord and fall down which makes everyone laugh at me when they see me on the ground crying. Also the cord makes it so you can't blow the leaves because the leaves get stuck under the cord. The cord also always gets twisted up and you can't walk very far so you have to go back and untwist it before it unplugs. If my parents would buy the gasoline powered leaf blower I would use that but my parents are dumb.
Another reason I hate the electric leaf blower is that it makes my dogs bark at me. The electric leaf blower is noisy and when my dogs hear it they bark like there's a cat in the dog house. I wish my dogs would shut up when they hear the electric leaf blower but they can't because they are stupid animals.
The last reason I hate the electric leaf blower is electrocution. It's very dangerous. If you don't pay attention when you use it you will get shocked and blow up. When I use the electric leaf blower I always try hard not to step in water puddles but sometimes I forget and then I must throw the electric leaf blower across the driveway before I explode. This is why electric leaf blowers are idiots.
These are the reasons I hate electric leaf blowers. They have cords, make my dogs bark, and can kill you. If my parents didn't throw away the gas leaf blower I would be able to not be angry whenever I use the electric leaf blower but my parents are stupid and will only let me watch the Christian channel on TV and sometimes the Weather Channel on Friday nights.

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  1. At least it better than my summer where I milk Ms. Stinson's cows and feed her chickens ever morning at 4am and all I got was a red rider wagon. Then, after I burned her house to the ground, I fled to work as a rat catcher on a cruise ship until my Uncle Jim, an amateur CIA agent, hunted me down and put me into his human zoo.

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