I put my tool box don, sighing. I cunt believe I fixed that loofah. That loofah was crusty, why did they want me to fix it anywaus? I threw the loofag into the showr.
I heard foot steps.
I turns around and see Bob. "Bobby, my bae" I screamed, hugging him. "Yee" he said.
I start criying in Spanish .
"boB I love you." I said, kissing Hus cheek.
"I love you too, my little hot tamale."
I gave him anunder kiss, smilin g.
"Want me to put my hammer in your tool box?" He asked, smiling.
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"Yee" I say, grabbing his hand.
After the night I was sore. We had been fixing a broken car all nite. Kan, dat was hard.
Like my hammre
The egg
((IT WAS SHORT BUT GUESS WHAT I ACCIDENTAL DELETED THE ORIGINAL AND I WAS TO LAZY TO RE WRITE THE WHOLE THING RIP))
