I am making a card for WillowWolf1000 because her birthday is soon, and I realized I accidentally took a pair of scissors from my school, because I was in a rush to pack up everything and go to lunch the day before.
It had one of the teachers name on it, and I could just imagine that teacher being like-
Where are my prized scissors?
Who ever took them shall pay!
I will cut them into tiny pieces *giggles*.
In these cases my imagination likes to point oft everything that could happen.
Hopefully a crazed Teacher Scissor Fanatic won't come to my door step and demand to see my scissor collection.
Ha sike I don't have a door step.
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HumorBOOK TWO. This the sequel you have been waiting for my wattpadians that have read my story before this WHAT. This is the sequel man. Are you not squealing? Really? Okay. Fine. Be that way. Funny stories about me and my friends, my family and embar...
