Emma was walking down the street.She heard something in the bushes, picked up the nearest stick and ran at the bushes screaming "Die you hobo lemon".She lunged unto a, well what she thought was a hobo and whacked it (she had something against hobo lemons for whatever reason)."Stop you crazy whacko person"said the hobo lemon.
"What the blee bloo...You should be dead not alive and talking"!
"Well I don't feel like dying so sucks for you"said the hobo lemon.
"Well as long as you are alive I will use you as my apprentice, have you seen a runaway idiot by the name of Hannah."said Emma
"No I only know one by the name of Carter"replied hobo lemon.
"Oh great another hobo lemon I could whack...Where is it!"
"The hobo lemon or whatever you call us is right here." He turned around and pushed Carter towards Emma. After she finished whacking him she asked "So if you are not hobo lemons, although you sure do look like one, what are you?"
"Well I am what is called a Russel and this is what you call a is misshaped person called Carter."
