Sorry this chapter isn't very long! Just wanted to get that out there.
Ew... too many stripes. You can't JUSY have stripes, wearing a striped shirt with striped pants, especially ones with the same stripes looks weird. Who picket our this outfit?
This outfit...
Outfit.
Outfi....
WHAT THE FUCK IS MY SKIN!!
"WHAT THE FLYING FRECKLED JESUS IS GOING ON!!!!"
My skin in striped, my legs are wonky, my limbs are majorly fucked up!
I don't even know where I am!
I force myself off the ground.
Who would win?
The living thing that can think and has advanced intelligence,
Or,
One groundy boy.
The fucking ground.
I immediately face planted, and regretted all decisions. Why? Why did this happen to me? My life was hard enough having to deal with school, and wattpad updates that I can't write to be funny.
I knew I should have stayed in bed.
And yet, here I am.
A clumsy, stupid, lazy human. And I'm in what appears to be the body of a bengal tiger.
Whoopty fuckin do.
Isn't this just a jolly ol' time?
It's almost as fun as tests, and bad WiFi! I know, amazing!
At least I (think) I don't have to do tests anymore. But if I fûcking do, that's an ice bucket full of cash me ouside bee emoji movie shit.
Try me bitch.
I'm low key gonna kill someone. No, scratch that, I'm high key gonna kill a motha fucka!
Aaand god laughed again.
I swear, I will shank a bitch. I will take a knifu, and end you bitch ass's lifu!
Keep going me! Maybe god will choke on his laughter!
Fml.
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