Madison the Couch Potato

Today was an normal day like any other one. "I'm bored, you wanna build a random building" Mojo asked. "Sure, it's bad enough in here that I'm starting to die of being bored.'' Madison. I agreed. Who wouldn't wanna build a building anyway? It's fun.

So Madison, Mojo and I ran into the backyard to start the building. "Hmmm, I think we need to have a bulldozer." Mojo said. "Madison, may you please call the governor so we can have a jackhammer and a bulldozer and stuff like that?" Madison said "yes", and went in the house to call the governor.

Meanwhile, Mojo and I were digging up the backyard. You need a ground that is sort of covered in dirt for it to be an actual construction site, right? Well, Mojo thought so,and he got the place ready for the bulldozer, crane, scissor lifter, cement truck, and all that other crud. Madison didn't come outside for hours, but at first, Mojo thought that Madison was just chatting with the governor, but after another hour, when the backyard looked like a war zone that was all dirty, Mojo got suspicious. "I'll go check on Madison." I said to Mojo. So I went inside, only to see Madison taking a nap. I was infuriated. I kicked Madison in the butt, and stormed out of the house. "Madison is sleeping." I said. "SLEEPING??!!" Mojo yelled.

He was angry and just wanted 657 tons of steam to fly out of his ears. Mojo was so mad, his face was as red as torch red. Mojo was so mad, he wanted fur to fall of his body. I didn't want Mojo to go out of control. So I told him we should make the building from wood. And now, Mojo felt a little bit better. So we cut down the tree in the backyard, and then, the skeleton of the building was built. Now, the building needed an outside. So using no windows, and a wooden outside, there was only one thing left to do: the roof.

But we were out of wood, and we decided to get back at Madison. "We can use Madison's fur as the roof!" Mojo said. Mojo and I got some scissors, and started to cut off Madison's hair. When Madison was bald, completely, Mojo and went in the backyard, and made the roof out of Madison's fur. When Madison woke up, I heard her say some stuff. "Why is it so cold in here?" Madison asked. The heat was on 68 degrees Fahrenheit. Then, Madison felt her skin. "Wait a minute? I'm- BALD? AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Madison yelled.

Well, Madison learned her lesson today!