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This story has absolutely no title!Oh,NO!
2 ReviewsHere's how an English workbook exercise goes terribly wrong.
Poopy Poopypants was in her room getting ready for work.She reached for her handbag and saw a mouse in it.She was scared of mice,so she screamed
"What the fuck is this fucking mouse doing in my fucking handbag?!"
Then,she had an idea!She ran downstairs to find her albino cat Tiger.He would kill the mouse and eat it.
Poopy looked everywhwere.Finally,she found him under the table.She picked him up and ran back to her room.She put Tiger in the room and waited outside.Unfortunateta,wait,unfortanatana,unfortenatol,unfotunahagceta...unfortunately,Tiger was scared of mice too,so he ran into Poopy's arms.Poopy decided to end all this,so she took a chainsaw and severed the mouse's body,completely disemboweling it into a bloody mush.
10 years later,Oprah died.
THE END,MOTHERFUCKER
"What the fuck is this fucking mouse doing in my fucking handbag?!"
Then,she had an idea!She ran downstairs to find her albino cat Tiger.He would kill the mouse and eat it.
Poopy looked everywhwere.Finally,she found him under the table.She picked him up and ran back to her room.She put Tiger in the room and waited outside.Unfortunateta,wait,unfortanatana,unfortenatol,unfotunahagceta...unfortunately,Tiger was scared of mice too,so he ran into Poopy's arms.Poopy decided to end all this,so she took a chainsaw and severed the mouse's body,completely disemboweling it into a bloody mush.
10 years later,Oprah died.
THE END,MOTHERFUCKER
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