"Hi-"
"Don't touch me" as quickly as he'd said that he is zoooming off again, and also, I am the snail again, but sadly, I don't have a motorbike. There is nothing I can do now but try and catch up with him, or ketchup, since he still has some on his face.
"Look, I don't want to hurt you-"
"Yeah, you want to annoy me-"
"No, I only want to apologise-"
"You're probably tricking me, because as soon as I stop running you'll throw more burgers at me"
"I don't have any burgers, OK," although I wish I did all this running's making me hungry. Ketchup face turned around and splattered to a stop after noticing I had both hands up and no burgers (I say it again, I wish I had one, though).
After a lot of crashing into each other and trying to catch our breath, we finally make conversation.
CITEȘTI
The Funny Story With a Lesson
UmorThis amazingly funny is book full of laughs, but with something to learn from it, as well. Find out how I fail at writing a story, get punched in the nose, steal a motorbike, play baseball and make loads of friends.
