This year our class is doing a special science project. We have a(n) horrible spotty duck-pig the size of a hippotamus that we are taking care of. It is very absolutely rude and sparkly and it has ash and a bit of smelly dew balls of peach eyes. It lives in a(n) skydiving mat for eating in the back of our classroom. We feed it shitty thing pies and plants that grew pages that had smelly bums on them every day, but I think it really wants to eat my cranky ocean. Everyone likes our horrible spotty duck-pig the size of a hippotamus.
One day, the horrible spotty duck-pig the size of a hippotamus got out of its cage and started licking all around the room. It made a loud burping cat meows as high as nick jonas's voice. I think it was trying to say, “Oh my smelly beefballs!!! That was absolutely excruciatingly cute!!!”
Yay