In home room we chose Senior quotes to put in our yearbook.
We were both writing our quote down when we had an idea that we would show them to each other on three.
"Ready?" Skylar said, smiling at her own writing. "On three. One...two...three!"
"All bubble blowing babies will be beaten senseless by ever able-bodies patron in the bar," I read at loud.
At the same time she read mine, "I wumbo, you wumbo, he, she, me, WUMBO."
We looked at each other for the whole second.
And then we cracked up laughing until our sides hurt.
SpongeBob never failed.
CZYTASZ
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