Day 147: No It is Not Fun

I said No and she would not believe. A troll like griffin scurried across the roof. But she was not noticing. I slapped her for being so beastly. Why would she not wear her peel like the banana she is? I said, "I won't speak, if you won't dance," and I stopped smoking the wheels down the corner. I like the pan.

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