There was once a (kind-of) girl who lived in posh-land (Richmond). She had a very round head and her eyes bulged to a scary extent when she got angry. The girl liked to use "Lynx" shampoo to attract boys (mentioning no names........... Herbie......). Once she accidentally (on-purpose) decided to text this boy-creature-who-likes-lynx "Good Morning".. Execept in the real world it turned out as "Good morning xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx etc..." ; she was VERY pleased with herself. This girl is called Zoepoo. Zoepoo liked to be a lazy fatty and lay around all day texting the one she calls "cute-haircut-boy" (also known as Herbie). Her intellegent and inspiring bestest friends (who she should worship on a daily basis) told Zoepoo that liking cute-haicut-boy was a vair vair bad idea. However this headstrong young lady did not listen and so she broke her rib chasing cute-haircut-boy. Zoepoo's vair vair wise friends laughed. There (sort-of) romance blossomed until it kind of stoppped. The End.
