I Told My Mom About The Jerk Lady. I Told Her Everything. She Got Mad About "this lady" And Asked What The Sport Court's Phone Number Is. I Looked it up. "555-737-2627" I Said. And When Mom Dialed The Number, She Gave The Meanest Call Ever. Then She Hung Up And I Said, "Did She Get In Trouble?" I Asked. Mom Said "I think so." So Then I Was All Satisfied. I Walked Into My Room Which Looked Like This,
I Grabbed My Plush Basketball (which is a stuffed basketball) And Started Shooting The Plush Basketball Into The Ring. My Twin Brothers Came In And Said "I WANNA PLAY!" In A VERY Whiny Voice And I Said "NO!" And So They Ran Of Crying Like Babies. I Thought It Was Funny.