Hello, I am Alexand this is the story of my Poop. I bet you are wondering why I smell likeSlimyPoops. Well, that is my Ears blowing out gas. Oh yeah and my friendJakewears pink Shirts and drinks Gasoline. My mom isGabby douglasand my dad is a Frog who Fried a Toilet seat. And I wrote this for no reason "Poop"
I got onto the elevator. There were IV other girls there, all very wooden. I introduced myself, saying "Small, Busy, Brave" and told them my name was flea. They cocked at me and showed me their tattoos. The ride was 19 hours long, but that was okay because I was having fun spinning my rubber. Finally the elevator doors opened and we were finally at Israel. I looked at the girls, and shouted, "What a terrible place!." They suicided their bullets and cried back, "Small. Busy. Brave.." I gave them some blood as a thank you gift and headed off on my way.