So I'm really bored right now and my mom said we could go to Petsmart to get odor eater for my dog because he can get smelly. When she said it, she just called my dog, him. The sentence came out like this, "We can go get odor eater for him." I knew she was talking about the dog, but as a joke I pointed to my dad and said, "For him?" She laughed and they told me something disturbing. My dad named his armpits. One is named Harry Pitter and the other is named Brad Pitt. I am so disturbed and probably will regret writing this story. Oh well.
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Short Stories With Grace
RastgeleSo...these are random stories that I've made up or are just weird things that have happened to me. So...enjoy? This was just for fun. Check out my other books. They aren't as weird as this one.
