WHERE IT ALL STARTED
"Malcom!! Where are my shoes!!"mom shouts. "Uhhhhh.........wait..at..minute" I tell her. Bark bark bark "Max would shut it" mom keeps on going "wait.....what!...is..is...that my shoe" mom intensively looking at Max "uh oh" I said nervously "Aaaaaaaaaaa....Max let go of my shoe" mom said with her shoe all chewed up and ripped apart. "Okay mom relax its just a shoe" I said trying to calm her down "Just! a shoe...just a shoe that was the new C²1 nike felix and you expect meee to calm down" yeah I don't think she is calming down anytime soon "sorry" I said as mom grunts as she walks away. It was summer break it was my relaxation time. Oh i forgot to introduce my self I am Malcom Johnson A.K.A professor poopilosist. Okay okay I know poop isn't anything interesting but believe me im obsessed with poop. My mom won't let me study poop,she wants me to become a docter.....BORING!!. I really am fascinated by poop like who would hate (7.122 billion people) anyways my point is its a fun conspiracy. "Lets..goooo Malcom!!" Says briston. He has been my bestfriend for life, like I knew the guy when we where still drinking breast milk. He is not really a fan of poopology he finds it unnecessary and disgusting but his still my friend. The question now is why did I start poopology. One day as I was watching TV an ad poped up it said something about how the number of doctors is decreasing such a poopologist are left about 20. To be honest at first it disgusted me at how people would do such then I heard they get paid around £2,000,000 a year and with my obsession of money I got intrigued.
I listened carefully. I heard that in order to become one you need a science degree and 2 years of poopology. I instantly fell in love with the idea.
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Malcom goes to poop-ology
HumorThis is the story of Malcom Johnson who wants to be a poopologist but his parents disagree with him. They want him to be a doctor. He does not listen and applies for poop-ology.IF YOU WANNA KNOW THE REST READ THE BOOK
