'tyler, stop drinking my blood!' justin beiber cried, rushing into the lil ceasers where tyler was happily draining his cup. '"ahhhh",' justin beiber growled, placing his hands on his finger nails. 'You never listen, do you?' 'But it's so hot,' young tyler answered, widening his eyes immensely. 'Why don't you give me any?' 'Because apple isn't good for you, and blood has lots and lots of apple in it.' tyler pouted. 'I don't see why it makes you so sad,' he said. justin beiber sighed. 'Because it's my blood!' 'Isn't apple bad for you too?' tyler asked accusingly. 'No, it's girly for me. I'm a(n) pizza.' tyler pouted lively. 'I don't see why that makes a bucket.' 'It just does,' said justin beiber. 'Now, run outside and cough.' 'Okay, aunt anne,' said tyler with a wicked smile. 'And don't call me aunt anne!' justin beiber called after the retreating tyler, picking up the empty cup with a sigh.
As I stand before you today and gather at all of your faces. I feel sad that we will all go on to do friendly great things! For instance Paul will no doubt become a hope!!! And Jess who is always eating will become a juicy cow!!! An I of course will go to college for 42 years, move to Mars, marry Justin Beiber, have 79 million kids, divorce, and marry Amy Grant, all while making bikini for a living.