Busses tests and dirt

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Today is school. I hate school. I get to see Opal. I also have to see the Jomo Toilblub. He's the cool one of the school. Opal likes him, Jomo Toilblub.

"JIMUEL!!" Screams my mother. My mothers downstairs.

I run down the stairs. I slip on the stairs. My stairs were slippery. My stairs were rubbed with chicken fat yesterday.

"Jimuel! What took you so long?" Yelled my mother.

"I slipped on the stairs mother" said I. I was annoyed. My mother annoys me. My mother doesn't understand me. She understands me as much as an emu understands when it's born. I put on my white sweatband for annoyance.

"You understand me as much as an emu understands when it's born" said I.

My mother glared at me.

"What do you want for lunch?" Asked my mother. My mother makes my lunch. My mother never asks me. My mother usually puts gruel with extra chunks in my lunchbox.

I'm as shocked as an emu is shocked when the emu is hunted by an emu hunter in emu hunting season.

"I'm as shocked as an emu is shocked when the emu is hunted by and emu hunter in emu hunting season." Said I.

"What do you want?" My mother yelled.

"Spicy Spanish Fries!" Jumped I.

"Fine." Says my mother dryly. My mother went to the fridge. My mother got the fries. My mother dumped the frozen Spanish sticks in my lunchbox.

"That has gruel chunks in it" exclaimed I.

"Too bad" said my mother. My mother passed me. My mother throws the lunchbox at me. I fall. My mother walks upstairs.

I stand up. I grab my box of lunch. I put on my red loafers. I walk outside. I walk down my drive way. The bus is down the street. I wait. The bus slows down. The windows open.

"Hmm. Where's that weird kid with the sweatbands. Not here." The bus driver said. The bus leaves. I put on my pink sweatband for confusion.

I walk on the sidewalk. I see Opal walking. I slow down. Opal almost passes me.

"Yellow Opal" said I.

Opal has a blank face. Opal looks forward. "I like that stain on your shirt. Is it cream of clam?" I ask.

"Thanks" says Opal. Opal walks away.

I do an Irish jig with joy. I talked to Opal! I'm as happy as an emu that survives emu hunting season.

"I'm as happy as an emu that survived emu hunting season" exclaimed I.

I arrive at school. I walk into class. I sit down next to Opal. Opal glances at me. Opal likes my smell. I smell like an emu that hasn't bathed since emu hunting season.

"I smell like an emu that hasn't bathed since emu hunting season." I say. Opal plugs her nose. Opal wants to savor my stench in her nostrils.

I have to take a test today. I get ready for my test today.

I'm as unprepared as a targeted emu in emu hunting season.

"I'm as unprepared as a targeted emu in emu hunting season" I change my sweatband to red for embarrassment. Everyone looks at me.

"What?" The teacher asks.

"I don't have a pencil." I said.

"You were supposed to bring one!" The teacher yelled. The teacher took a pencil from my fellow student's desk. The teacher whipped the pencil at me. The teacher smirked.

"That was the tip!" Yelled I. "Lead is now in my blood!" Yelled I again.

The teacher smirked. "Stop laughing" said the teacher. "This is a test"

"It only sounded like laughter in your mind!" Yelled I. "My eye sockets were leaking salty body water." Said I.

I finished my test. I handed it in. I glared at the teacher. The teacher grades my test. The teacher gave the test back. I looked.

47% GET HELP!

I picked up the broken pencil weapon. I whip the broken pencil weapon at the teacher. I runout of the room.

I was pushed against a locker. I was pushed against a locker by Jomo Toilblub.

"Jomo Toilblub" growled I.

"Eat dirt, pufferfish!" Exclaimed Jomo Toilblub.

Jomo Toilblub sticks his hand in his pocket. Jomo Toilblub pulls out dirt. Jomo Toilblub says the feel soothes him. My mother says that about dirt bathes.

Jomo Toilblub stuck the dirt in my face. The dirt had a pleasant flavor.

"Where'd you get this dirt type? This dirt type is delicious." Said I licking the dirt off my face.

Jomo Toilblub dropped me. I ran home. I looked up dirt. I ordered three bags.

Dinner is served!

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 19, 2015 ⏰

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