A Funny Story Written By A 14 Year Old

Intro( unfinished)

It was a warm bright Sunday morning when two buttheads decided to ruin their entire neighbourhood day by infusing plans they had plan the morning before.

(Solomon): Hey Ed,what have you been up to?(Ed):Just writing this "funny" book I been working for a few days now.( Solomon):Oh cool.Can I see it?.(Ed): Uh sure is not done yet though.(Solomon): What the heck is this?did you put in adam sandler pixels screenplay or what what the heck is going on here.Look at this "funny line" you wrote"Why didn't nana make it across the road? Her ankles were "aging". What the heck was that?

(Ed): Shut upp dude you're name was named after a slave in 12 years a slave,now thats funny.I do not think I should write that down.

While both boys were chatting about whatever this 14 year old kid wrote that's writing this right now,a sudden knock was heard from the door.

(Knock) (Solomon): SHH.Did you hear that?(Ed): We should check it out.You go first.(Solomon):Screw that.The black dude is not dying first in this story.Oh spoiler alert,the black guy did not die.(Ed): Yet.(Solomon): What did you say?(Ed): Nothing,let's just overcome the situation ourselves.