<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878</id><updated>2024-09-10T07:12:37.022-05:00</updated><category term="Drawings"/><category term="Neopets"/><category term="Toontown"/><category term="Incredibles Video Game"/><category term="Bad Day for the CEO"/><category term="Creatures"/><category term="Shrek 2 Video Game"/><category term="Shrek 3 Video Game"/><category term="The Blue Warriors of Sudrukasu"/><category term="owls"/><title type='text'>Finn&#39;s Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-4040860319123130827</id><published>2011-01-07T19:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T19:16:40.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bird Shirts coming SOON!</title><content type='html'>Very soon new shirts with birds often dressed up will be coming out soon to buy! So far includes: Englishman Perry the Parakeet, Mr.DoDo, and last but not least the Nerd Ostrich! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post more soon.... I gotta think up some awesome ideas :).&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/4040860319123130827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/4040860319123130827?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/4040860319123130827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/4040860319123130827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-bird-shirts-coming-soon.html' title='New Bird Shirts coming SOON!'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-582192742884775174</id><published>2010-06-21T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T16:01:29.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark King: Chapter Four, The Dark King makes a deal</title><content type='html'>His dark eyes flicked around the conference room, staring at the small-headed, slit-eyed people of the Llimac kingdom. These fools weren&#39;t fit to scoop dog dung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the low voice of the leader of the Llimac kingdom said, &quot;Run away citizen, you say?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, fool, I just told you that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How much will you pay the Llimac kingdom for helping you catch him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&#39;ll pay you 10 grand,&quot; said the Dark King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Deal&quot;, said the Llimac leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Fools!&lt;/span&gt;&quot; thought the Dark King. &quot;&lt;i&gt;As soon as they find the boy I&#39;ll destroy them.&lt;/i&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all stood up and strode out. The Dark King strode into the army room. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;All Dark Knights get ready ready to kill some small heads!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/582192742884775174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/582192742884775174?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/582192742884775174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/582192742884775174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/06/dark-king-chapter-four-dark-king-makes.html' title='The Dark King: Chapter Four, The Dark King makes a deal'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-5645075778527422295</id><published>2010-06-21T15:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:16:33.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW WEBSITE COMING SOON!</title><content type='html'>YIPPEE! Its finally almost here! The brand NEW website! I will announce when ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Cheers Finn.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/5645075778527422295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/5645075778527422295?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5645075778527422295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5645075778527422295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-website-coming-soon.html' title='NEW WEBSITE COMING SOON!'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-4271059821709632440</id><published>2010-06-07T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:33:36.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark King Chapter 3:  Caught!</title><content type='html'>Fisk ran outside to pick up a half eaten apple lying next to an old dead tree. He picked it up and stuffed it in his pocket. When he spotted a poster on the tree saying, &quot;Kings castle over crowded! King tells all who take shelter in his castle to move into the town&#39;s crumbled houses!&quot; Fisk gasped with horror. He would get caught! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to read the message: &quot;The King himself will overlook everyone moving in.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he could even run to hide, he heard horses galloping towards the town. He clasped his mouth to stop from screaming as he saw the Dark King come at lighting speed towards the town. He quickly spotted the destroyed light house and leaped behind it. He could hear dark raspy breaths everywhere. He quickly dashed behind a house near the town and the country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark King walked to the border and shouted at the guards, &quot;Fools! Look at all your gaps, a troll could fit through them!&quot; All the knights gathered around for their scolding. A knight on horseback stood next to the building where Fisk hid. Fisk took a large rock and lifted it into the air. He dropped it straight on the knight&#39;s head. The knight dropped to the ground without a sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisk jumped on the horse and gave him a slap on his behind to get him going. The Dark King&#39;s pure back eyes whipped towards him!  &quot;I thought i had killed all their souls five years ago! SEIZE HIM!&quot; Fisk galloped away with Dark knights following right behind him.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/4271059821709632440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/4271059821709632440?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/4271059821709632440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/4271059821709632440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/06/dark-king-chapter-3-caught.html' title='The Dark King Chapter 3:  Caught!'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-3277101522139631125</id><published>2010-05-10T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:03:42.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark King Chapter 2: 5 years later</title><content type='html'>FIsk took a rotten apple and popped it in his mouth. Ever since the Dark King had arrived and took over the light kingdom he had had to sneak out of his house and collect litter on the streets to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever came in his house because the dark knights (now everybody but Fisk) lived in the castle. The town was a ghost town. Occasionally dark knights patrolled the town, but they thought ghosts of the dead lived in the houses so they never walked in. Even Fisk&#39;s dog had been found by the dark king himself and trained into a watchdog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the sun was always dim and all the crops had died. He was in a way starved. He could never run to any other kingdom to live because he would get caught. The beautiful river had dried out and none of the animals could take the conditions. No other kingdoms helped because they were frightened by the Dark King and his sword who turned all into his servant.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/3277101522139631125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/3277101522139631125?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/3277101522139631125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/3277101522139631125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/05/dark-king-chapter-2-5-years-later.html' title='The Dark King Chapter 2: 5 years later'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-6334885814731612830</id><published>2010-05-09T19:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:21:37.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark King, Chapter 1: The Dark King Arrives</title><content type='html'>He shoved the last horse into its stall just as the sun rose above the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good work Fisk,&quot; said the horse keeper as he tossed him a coin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisk grinned and walked towards his shabby little stone house. It wasn&#39;t much, but he was lucky he could even afford a house. He hadn&#39;t even gone to school. He did small jobs around the kingdom for a living. The only companion he had was an old beagle. He needed so much money he worked his back out over night. He took a small food bowl, threw in a few leftovers and dropped it in front of the beagle. He went outside for a breath of fresh air and noticed something odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was two in the morning and the sky was pure black with the moon hanging in the sky. Then over the hills he noticed a large black stallion galloping up the hills with a large man in pitch black armor sitting on top. The man wore a large black cape across his back and had pure black eyes. His stallion galloped up the hill while his rider waved a blood red flag in the air. He took a torch out of the black bag slung over his shoulder and struck it with a match. He thrust the torch at a nearby crop and it burst into flames. Everyone started screaming and running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark rider withdrew a long dark sword and struck a pedestrian running by. Instead of instantly dying, the pedestrian&#39;s eyes turned pure black. The pedestrian shouted &quot;Hail the mighty Dark King!&quot; The dark rider withdrew a bow and arrow and started shooting at everyone he could reach. Before he knew it, helpless people everywhere were strutting around with pitch black eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisk ran into his house and locked the door. He jumped through a trap door to his basement and quickly hid behind a broken-down wagon. Above he heard footsteps behind his door and the door came crashing down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark man kicked over furniture searching for life that wasn&#39;t dark. He slashed the trap door open and leaped in. Fisk could almost hear the raspy breath of the dark man. Then the dark man said, &quot;Ahh, there&#39;s nothin&#39; here, I&#39;ll go search the castle and kill the king!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisk gasped a breath and slumped down.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/6334885814731612830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/6334885814731612830?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/6334885814731612830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/6334885814731612830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/05/dark-king-chapter-1the-dark-king.html' title='The Dark King, Chapter 1: The Dark King Arrives'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-5178684009900111139</id><published>2010-04-12T19:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:00:10.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Owls Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Owls are silent flyers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But their hoots are loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ear drums burst when they hoot away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of their calls they are proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their feathers are long and sleek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They shine in the moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some are spotted and some are striped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They shimmer in the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their talons are long and deadly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like daggers flying through the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They silently pick up their prey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are  beyond compare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barn Owls have a heart shaped face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elf Owls are minuscule&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great Grays are huge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Spotted Owl&#39;s eyes shimmer like a pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/5178684009900111139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/5178684009900111139?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5178684009900111139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5178684009900111139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/04/owls-poem.html' title='Owls Poem'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-5643014896419951340</id><published>2010-04-05T19:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:26:33.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird of the Sea: Chapter One: A New World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;His egg tooth started protruding from the egg shell. His eyes were sealed tight shut. He could hear the egg shell cracking around him. His head started popping through the top of the egg. He felt his puny body flop out on to the crevice ledge. He could hear other birds squawking around him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;While laying on the rocky ledge he felt one thought nag at his mind—food. He started peeping rapidly for food. He kept on peeping until he finally felt a large beak slip a small fish down his throat. He then felt a beak pick him up and plop him on a soft pile of twigs and leaves. He felt a beak running through his fluffy feathers preening him. He could feel the large beak plopping more fish down his throat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The little puffin could then hear muffled voices start speaking up in his ear slits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&quot;We will name him Thoralf&quot;, said a  sweet voice quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then a squeaky little voice spoke up, &quot;Mummy, why is it naked?&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Many questions slammed into the new puffins brain, like what was a mummy? He didn&#39;t really even know what a &quot;question&quot; was. The noise of the world was almost too much too bear after being cooped up in an egg for a month.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/5643014896419951340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/5643014896419951340?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5643014896419951340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5643014896419951340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/04/bird-of-sea-chapter-one-new-world.html' title='Bird of the Sea: Chapter One: A New World'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-7602511448791962388</id><published>2010-02-25T18:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:50:40.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burrowing Owls</title><content type='html'>The burrowing owls are know for their very long legs and for burrowing in the ground, while most owls live in trees. Unlike other owls the burrowing owls are awake during the day. They have bright yellow eyes, no ear tufts, a flattened facial disc, and white eyebrows. They range to southern and northern America. Before European colonization reached America / the new world, burrowing owls covered all of the new world. Due to deforestation in South America their numbers are decreasing. They are featured in a film called HOOT. There is also a burrowing owl named Digger in a book series called The Guardians of Ga&#39;Hoole.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/7602511448791962388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/7602511448791962388?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/7602511448791962388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/7602511448791962388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/02/burrowing-owls.html' title='Burrowing Owls'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-5414051370525063124</id><published>2010-02-22T15:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:55:14.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastern screech owls</title><content type='html'>Eastern screech owls will usually grow to be 16 - 25 cm. They have ear tufts and yellow eyes. Screech owls will mainly feed on large insects. The screech owls endangered rate is on least concern. The screech owls have two color phases, the grey and red phases.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/5414051370525063124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/5414051370525063124?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5414051370525063124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5414051370525063124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/02/eastern-screech-owls.html' title='Eastern screech owls'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-3274932833427094435</id><published>2010-01-04T15:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:33:37.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy owls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaFa6XC80cHRKrEEgxs8CBqXGi3-ibPj5G8gzPJtpPg8akn9ywCiFsAdZLIoRPcf58brsrpjfjVjfGHDBqUJBvRxFUU3DvFuqPlaCC-n9cKbDwqu0UaCmmGzHFNVFidc0uL0hAsVGw2-Y/s1600-h/snowy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 368px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaFa6XC80cHRKrEEgxs8CBqXGi3-ibPj5G8gzPJtpPg8akn9ywCiFsAdZLIoRPcf58brsrpjfjVjfGHDBqUJBvRxFUU3DvFuqPlaCC-n9cKbDwqu0UaCmmGzHFNVFidc0uL0hAsVGw2-Y/s400/snowy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423743116877693634&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large snowy owls breed on the arctic tundra where they will lay 3 to 11 eggs. The parents can be extremely territorial with their eggs and will defend the nest against all animals that pass by. When in the wild the snowy owls can live to 9 years. Unlike most owls the snowy owls are active both day and night! The snowy owl&#39;s main food is lemmings. Adults can eat 1,600 lemmings a year! The snowy owl makes a loud screeching noise. Snowy owl males get whiter than females. Females snowy owls are darker white with black spots. Elderly males can get completely white.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/3274932833427094435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/3274932833427094435?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/3274932833427094435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/3274932833427094435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2010/01/snowy-owls.html' title='Snowy owls'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaFa6XC80cHRKrEEgxs8CBqXGi3-ibPj5G8gzPJtpPg8akn9ywCiFsAdZLIoRPcf58brsrpjfjVjfGHDBqUJBvRxFUU3DvFuqPlaCC-n9cKbDwqu0UaCmmGzHFNVFidc0uL0hAsVGw2-Y/s72-c/snowy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-6395647769236171066</id><published>2009-12-06T15:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:38:20.290-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="owls"/><title type='text'>Tyto Alba (Barn Owl)</title><content type='html'>Tyto alba owls are some of the most widely spread out in different countries. They are pale-faced, long-winged, short-tailed owls. When hunting it flies low over open ground. The common age of tyto albas is 4 years old. Usually they only breed once in a lifetime. Its predators are American opossums, raccoons, and other birds like hawks, eagles, other owls, and the biggest threat humans and cats. Owls do not poop, they spit out pellets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwYbzUtQdr3JF-TUl3sXv8YZPaJ7A725mEAhjLtSnKQeLzMmCK017DmIQrSVQlAv7VX7Y06tlgwje4t4L6q-0blpp_u20_SVjX6QYQc0rI6xRlFfFVft-RYpObEERSdV70PIU7MAKYAQI/s1600-h/tytoalba.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwYbzUtQdr3JF-TUl3sXv8YZPaJ7A725mEAhjLtSnKQeLzMmCK017DmIQrSVQlAv7VX7Y06tlgwje4t4L6q-0blpp_u20_SVjX6QYQc0rI6xRlFfFVft-RYpObEERSdV70PIU7MAKYAQI/s400/tytoalba.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413075431844571762&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/6395647769236171066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/6395647769236171066?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/6395647769236171066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/6395647769236171066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2009/12/tyto-alba-barn-owl.html' title='Tyto Alba (Barn Owl)'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwYbzUtQdr3JF-TUl3sXv8YZPaJ7A725mEAhjLtSnKQeLzMmCK017DmIQrSVQlAv7VX7Y06tlgwje4t4L6q-0blpp_u20_SVjX6QYQc0rI6xRlFfFVft-RYpObEERSdV70PIU7MAKYAQI/s72-c/tytoalba.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-8959283064909011357</id><published>2009-06-15T08:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:39:18.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Claiming Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTLFjVzBCvIJjBaWjmD-OKUuHS5r-55PS-YRwcbvRmx-fmxEU5g-wH3v_Qa2KEsA9sfIa4cw00lW5_iB_jVUNhB8YWrNx-PWdDIhcFDA6lIaqVYR9mz7JYqxbsMYCUKOrYUUTlR_Heqg/s1600-h/CHB3_Banner.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 96px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTLFjVzBCvIJjBaWjmD-OKUuHS5r-55PS-YRwcbvRmx-fmxEU5g-wH3v_Qa2KEsA9sfIa4cw00lW5_iB_jVUNhB8YWrNx-PWdDIhcFDA6lIaqVYR9mz7JYqxbsMYCUKOrYUUTlR_Heqg/s320/CHB3_Banner.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347547879380111122&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This summer I&#39;m going to &lt;a href=&quot;http://web.mac.com/camphalfblood/Camphalf-blood.com/Camp_Home.html&quot;&gt;Camp Half Blood&lt;/a&gt;. You get claimed by a god then you go in a cabin for that god. When I went to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.drafthouse.com/&quot;&gt;Alamo&lt;/a&gt; with my friend Henry to get claimed, there were donuts!!! After about ten minutes we went into the claiming room. Everyone sat down in one of the chairs and we watched two short videos. Afterwards the oracle came up and started calling people for Aphrodite. Soon it got to &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dionysus&quot;&gt;Dionysus&lt;/a&gt;, the god of wine. They called a couple of of names and near when all the Dionysus people were chosen they called me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Much later when they stopped doing the last one, Zeus, my friend henry thought he hadn&#39;t been chosen but they had pronounced his name wrong. He went up to ask what cabin he was in. HE GOT DIONYSUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJp5LwhZMuNq_gJimtGZ-ZXsJYD9GMx8wjh3hME_3wGlTffVX19dY4lTmqwzQZo2oxFRL4u03xIrH9yZNs9VynQWZrS_AqAWInB2zHVXZCK8n6AsBQCfjfqVEsM8MCTADXi8Aek1CGGts/s1600-h/Dionysus_Qingdao_beer.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJp5LwhZMuNq_gJimtGZ-ZXsJYD9GMx8wjh3hME_3wGlTffVX19dY4lTmqwzQZo2oxFRL4u03xIrH9yZNs9VynQWZrS_AqAWInB2zHVXZCK8n6AsBQCfjfqVEsM8MCTADXi8Aek1CGGts/s320/Dionysus_Qingdao_beer.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347548234189160578&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/8959283064909011357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/8959283064909011357?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8959283064909011357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8959283064909011357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2009/06/claiming-ceremony.html' title='Claiming Ceremony'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBTLFjVzBCvIJjBaWjmD-OKUuHS5r-55PS-YRwcbvRmx-fmxEU5g-wH3v_Qa2KEsA9sfIa4cw00lW5_iB_jVUNhB8YWrNx-PWdDIhcFDA6lIaqVYR9mz7JYqxbsMYCUKOrYUUTlR_Heqg/s72-c/CHB3_Banner.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-3774022945714612599</id><published>2009-06-14T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:33:17.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the PetStore</title><content type='html'>On June 14 me and my dad went to the pet store to buy an air stone for my fish tank. When we got there I wanted to see the fish so we went over there. We saw Blood Parrots, Black Convicts, and Needlefish. Then my dad got the air stone, but he found something that you put under the rocks and makes bubbles. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went over to the cats. There was one that wanted the air stick! When we were going there were cages with cats in them. I went over to one and I gave it a scratch it loved, but we had to leave and the cat gave me a sad look.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/3774022945714612599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/3774022945714612599?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/3774022945714612599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/3774022945714612599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-to-petstore.html' title='Trip to the PetStore'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-8357765658208621974</id><published>2009-05-17T12:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:04:24.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS0gnwCkex0KFrWibcTJeMD_KDcxEImpq6PuNzB20Q4c8AyUj7tZFr_ZLrs9NCM7xuCFKIp4_TJsoaUqCOq7cyMZfNwzIdG2_UddQFhD0eXQTniV79n7Y13jmAF32tH_FaraCEJocIzY/s1600-h/IMGP2453.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS0gnwCkex0KFrWibcTJeMD_KDcxEImpq6PuNzB20Q4c8AyUj7tZFr_ZLrs9NCM7xuCFKIp4_TJsoaUqCOq7cyMZfNwzIdG2_UddQFhD0eXQTniV79n7Y13jmAF32tH_FaraCEJocIzY/s320/IMGP2453.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336855206109638226&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went bike riding and we passed by a house and we bought a green rock and a geod. when we went home Beck wanted a rock too so we went back and he bought a rock with purple in it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/8357765658208621974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/8357765658208621974?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8357765658208621974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8357765658208621974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2009/05/cool-rocks.html' title='Cool Rocks'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXS0gnwCkex0KFrWibcTJeMD_KDcxEImpq6PuNzB20Q4c8AyUj7tZFr_ZLrs9NCM7xuCFKIp4_TJsoaUqCOq7cyMZfNwzIdG2_UddQFhD0eXQTniV79n7Y13jmAF32tH_FaraCEJocIzY/s72-c/IMGP2453.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-8241688388792432793</id><published>2009-01-19T09:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:11:00.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue warriors of sudrukasu : chapter 2</title><content type='html'>Captain TurrentArm had been ordered by his king to make defense bigger because of the green warriors. They had previously been attacked four times all ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blue Warrior&#39;s body is made of a very strong steel called sarsas. Their chest is its living source. and the atmosphere made robot life. To do this the planet being made had something strange happen to it. A sun was created and meteors hit it to make a rocky surface, then another sun was created and meteors crashed into it to make it farther from the sun making the life.Ok so he is walking and he hears a strange prob noise and his king marka talking, he thought he heard the word &quot; kill TurrentArm &quot; but he doubted it because his king was a great king. he kept walking but the thought of the probe and the king kept coming back, so he went over to the kings castle and peered in the gold and blue room, there was a strange robot with a lable that said GREENPROB123 and his king who had his sword hand on, was saying something he couldnt make out. But he decided to leave because of the risk he was taking. &quot; oh no the king must be planning something horrible&quot;. he shook the thought away and checked the gate turrents he took some melted sarsas and put it in the turrents bullet hole and did the same with the others after about 1 hour. He was so tired his eyes glow was fading so he went to sleep in his vine covered house, only to dream about the kings evil plans.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/8241688388792432793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/8241688388792432793?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8241688388792432793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8241688388792432793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2009/01/blue-warriors-of-sudrukasu-chapter-2.html' title='The Blue warriors of sudrukasu : chapter 2'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-4635125916423190878</id><published>2009-01-18T19:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:18:55.435-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Blue Warriors of Sudrukasu"/><title type='text'>The Blue Warriors of Sudrukasu : Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>On Sudrukasu the world used to have peace. But they all thought different thoughts, so they divided into four groups and they started a war. The gray and the red were too weak and only green and blue lived. The green turned cold-hearted. And this is where the story begins.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/4635125916423190878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/4635125916423190878?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/4635125916423190878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/4635125916423190878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2009/01/blue-warriors-of-sudrukasu-chapter-1.html' title='The Blue Warriors of Sudrukasu : Chapter 1'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-912999906786296905</id><published>2008-07-18T10:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:14:35.590-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bad Day for the CEO"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>Bad Day for the CEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He sent a Big Cheese for the Toons to fight but the Big Cheese exploded! He sent  4  cooperators, and they exploded. Then the CEO said, &quot;If I can&#39;t have a job  done right, I&#39;ll.... do it myself.&quot; And then he pulled out his golf club, swinged,  and a ball hit a toon — &quot;fore!!!!&quot; but the Toons were squirting him with seltzer bottles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Chapter 2 coming soon . . .</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/912999906786296905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/912999906786296905?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/912999906786296905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/912999906786296905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-day-for-ceo.html' title='Bad Day for the CEO'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-2075545455524152395</id><published>2008-07-11T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:49:13.476-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bad Day for the CEO"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>Bad Day for the CEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                       &lt;/div&gt;One day inside the country club the C.E.O. was telling his waiter cogs to set the tables because today was the bossbot cogs&#39; feast; but then from inside the elevator he heard a creaking noise as if more cogs  were coming, but he had all the cogs there. Suddenly there was another loud creeeeak and the elevator opened and and non-familiar cogs came out. Then he noticed they were waiters    and he told them to serve the feast fast. They were giving out water fast, but what was bad was  cogs were exploding! Then he said &quot;Hey! these waiters are Toons in disguise!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued . . .</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/2075545455524152395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/2075545455524152395?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/2075545455524152395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/2075545455524152395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad-day-for-ceo.html' title='Bad Day for the CEO'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-8364754087115418241</id><published>2008-07-08T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:46:58.243-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>Sellbots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTnnVbZnZPcGnvuDforVQIy0ARdGSUPEM7E2H-Vi12y-GhCoGi8Hl37BelW47yCWmw6R0zm-liJyiYnCwIxAOYZ7_i3DId5NHZ8-ooa6px-_7dIg50qHo32KUsRnS7gZYMx8J9n4IgQ8/s1600-h/sellbots.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTnnVbZnZPcGnvuDforVQIy0ARdGSUPEM7E2H-Vi12y-GhCoGi8Hl37BelW47yCWmw6R0zm-liJyiYnCwIxAOYZ7_i3DId5NHZ8-ooa6px-_7dIg50qHo32KUsRnS7gZYMx8J9n4IgQ8/s320/sellbots.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220855747497467906&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sellbot is a cog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telemarketer&lt;br /&gt;coldcaller&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;mingler&lt;br /&gt;mover &amp;amp; shaker&lt;br /&gt;gladhandler&lt;br /&gt;namedropper</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/8364754087115418241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/8364754087115418241?isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8364754087115418241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8364754087115418241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/07/sellbots.html' title='Sellbots'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTnnVbZnZPcGnvuDforVQIy0ARdGSUPEM7E2H-Vi12y-GhCoGi8Hl37BelW47yCWmw6R0zm-liJyiYnCwIxAOYZ7_i3DId5NHZ8-ooa6px-_7dIg50qHo32KUsRnS7gZYMx8J9n4IgQ8/s72-c/sellbots.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-5746172685719163140</id><published>2008-07-07T14:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:10:49.212-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>toon - up  gags</title><content type='html'>Toon-ups gags are helpful because they heal other toons in battle. If you&#39;re weak, ask for a toon-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tickling feather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lipstick &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fairy dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juggling cubes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slashing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVFbdzztoHG9iicuTUnD1YEaFSbY93evA6tZuWlubgEWpbOJ01qVMhM8gOfavhoKULToGKxn5TkS24_6-1V8qm8c7M_ajcv0nlrlIWUetRuV9lVZAxxPwrOBgtAA1jvcBlfmj8A2L35E/s1600-h/lipsrick.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVFbdzztoHG9iicuTUnD1YEaFSbY93evA6tZuWlubgEWpbOJ01qVMhM8gOfavhoKULToGKxn5TkS24_6-1V8qm8c7M_ajcv0nlrlIWUetRuV9lVZAxxPwrOBgtAA1jvcBlfmj8A2L35E/s320/lipsrick.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220428847958985122&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/5746172685719163140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/5746172685719163140?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5746172685719163140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/5746172685719163140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/07/toon-up-gags.html' title='toon - up  gags'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVFbdzztoHG9iicuTUnD1YEaFSbY93evA6tZuWlubgEWpbOJ01qVMhM8gOfavhoKULToGKxn5TkS24_6-1V8qm8c7M_ajcv0nlrlIWUetRuV9lVZAxxPwrOBgtAA1jvcBlfmj8A2L35E/s72-c/lipsrick.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-8520680898752333302</id><published>2008-07-07T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:09:47.046-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>trap gags</title><content type='html'>Use trap to trap cogs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;banana peel 18 damage  &lt;div&gt;rake 20 damage &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marbles ? damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trap door ? damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quick sand ? damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;train ? damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnOYUugA8WP8pcC8oKcnJ1Dy5HJsFZValZsRVblUawu75yLB7-uz-GYyZhyZcGv_M14GHsy8xpdq8ha34MdZPu6yPpFBYj19_OeblCZlekv_jdjhYs5jX8A54GM0omRs7YWeYnNM4BR4/s1600-h/traps.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnOYUugA8WP8pcC8oKcnJ1Dy5HJsFZValZsRVblUawu75yLB7-uz-GYyZhyZcGv_M14GHsy8xpdq8ha34MdZPu6yPpFBYj19_OeblCZlekv_jdjhYs5jX8A54GM0omRs7YWeYnNM4BR4/s320/traps.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220428704020318354&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/8520680898752333302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/8520680898752333302?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8520680898752333302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8520680898752333302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/07/trap-gags.html' title='trap gags'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSnOYUugA8WP8pcC8oKcnJ1Dy5HJsFZValZsRVblUawu75yLB7-uz-GYyZhyZcGv_M14GHsy8xpdq8ha34MdZPu6yPpFBYj19_OeblCZlekv_jdjhYs5jX8A54GM0omRs7YWeYnNM4BR4/s72-c/traps.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-2380127346420962096</id><published>2008-06-24T15:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:09:09.438-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>sound gags</title><content type='html'>Sound is another gag. Sound effects all cogs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;bicycle horn =  7 damage                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whistle = 9 damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kazoo = 11 damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elephant = 27 damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;foghorn = 50 damage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opera = 90 damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0aI8FigNXPX3SsuCh6HBciEdQWYyT3FM3PE_694OWhaGmL81UJQ1kIaJ3Sf-45HGNs16VnxwzRG32YvaTm5v0JQyRMasMbmuzpPyQPwV3uvmOViFCURbDZmvImTRtnFKhpLDXQHnwxhE/s1600-h/foghorn.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0aI8FigNXPX3SsuCh6HBciEdQWYyT3FM3PE_694OWhaGmL81UJQ1kIaJ3Sf-45HGNs16VnxwzRG32YvaTm5v0JQyRMasMbmuzpPyQPwV3uvmOViFCURbDZmvImTRtnFKhpLDXQHnwxhE/s320/foghorn.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220428554460658818&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/2380127346420962096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/2380127346420962096?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/2380127346420962096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/2380127346420962096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/06/sound-gags.html' title='sound gags'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0aI8FigNXPX3SsuCh6HBciEdQWYyT3FM3PE_694OWhaGmL81UJQ1kIaJ3Sf-45HGNs16VnxwzRG32YvaTm5v0JQyRMasMbmuzpPyQPwV3uvmOViFCURbDZmvImTRtnFKhpLDXQHnwxhE/s72-c/foghorn.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-8408449313220388427</id><published>2008-06-11T16:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:10:51.554-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>Drop gags</title><content type='html'>Drop gags are gags that  fall on the cog you&#39;re fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowerpot 10 damage&lt;br /&gt;money bag 18 damage&lt;br /&gt;anvil 27  damage&lt;br /&gt;safe 40 damage&lt;br /&gt;piano 170 damage&lt;br /&gt;fairy boat effects all cogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyE9OO1WeD2an2I1u4BKiAKkQKaV56Js3JeeJBsqdRHkCk4g-gMYIhikK901sQDp7_tCU4WBueWPkNuWrrXRA8zdZJw3oP8KadV2XQ3WnxQ0PIXkt4my3Y3x-cuJMCPDbEL8Rc_LRY3TA/s1600-h/dropgags.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyE9OO1WeD2an2I1u4BKiAKkQKaV56Js3JeeJBsqdRHkCk4g-gMYIhikK901sQDp7_tCU4WBueWPkNuWrrXRA8zdZJw3oP8KadV2XQ3WnxQ0PIXkt4my3Y3x-cuJMCPDbEL8Rc_LRY3TA/s320/dropgags.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213350423894030978&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/8408449313220388427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/8408449313220388427?isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8408449313220388427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/8408449313220388427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/06/drop-gags.html' title='Drop gags'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyE9OO1WeD2an2I1u4BKiAKkQKaV56Js3JeeJBsqdRHkCk4g-gMYIhikK901sQDp7_tCU4WBueWPkNuWrrXRA8zdZJw3oP8KadV2XQ3WnxQ0PIXkt4my3Y3x-cuJMCPDbEL8Rc_LRY3TA/s72-c/dropgags.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-850993134116652878.post-206427878079033207</id><published>2008-06-07T17:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:11:03.628-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Drawings"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Toontown"/><title type='text'>Throw Gags</title><content type='html'>In Toontown you use gags to defeat cogs. Cogs are business loving robots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of all the throw gags. You earn gags by getting experience points  You earn experience points by fighting cogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cupcake 7 damage&lt;br /&gt;half fruit pie 10 damage&lt;br /&gt;half cream pie 18 damage&lt;br /&gt;whole fruit pie 24 damage&lt;br /&gt;whole cream pie 40 damage&lt;br /&gt;cake 100 damage&lt;br /&gt;big cake affects all cogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEcvVp36teqDY2wmBlIgWYtWwspzt_EGyKvfnBJmBZcZYU0Pbcpr-h1hBf8KG18SYl4bF9CoBACjkfUSxsRyBrPxaggp0g4jeoq0Ck71xsO1XnotZaKwKgab0abG1eOY3Ah8rVDBbnW4U/s1600-h/throwgags.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEcvVp36teqDY2wmBlIgWYtWwspzt_EGyKvfnBJmBZcZYU0Pbcpr-h1hBf8KG18SYl4bF9CoBACjkfUSxsRyBrPxaggp0g4jeoq0Ck71xsO1XnotZaKwKgab0abG1eOY3Ah8rVDBbnW4U/s320/throwgags.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213350313729096322&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/feeds/206427878079033207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/850993134116652878/206427878079033207?isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/206427878079033207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/850993134116652878/posts/default/206427878079033207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finntalks.blogspot.com/2008/06/throw-gags.html' title='Throw Gags'/><author><name>Finn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348926260720198858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpL5BctpKAnMORekasm5Y7rU2aUpbSMO48ZFoo0pZufxPVEXMr5a3cyu4TEUTLIVen77KO0gg9EV-YaNXLuFXfuw4vxpGYo1Zd9TjU_QhohUyFJLinNx5YOkf-9tVSvQ/s220/IMG_0395.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEcvVp36teqDY2wmBlIgWYtWwspzt_EGyKvfnBJmBZcZYU0Pbcpr-h1hBf8KG18SYl4bF9CoBACjkfUSxsRyBrPxaggp0g4jeoq0Ck71xsO1XnotZaKwKgab0abG1eOY3Ah8rVDBbnW4U/s72-c/throwgags.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>