You were worn out from your endless days at work so you chose to go on a holiday in the woods. You always were Intreaged by the woods, wondering why they were always so... So...Intriguing. You wondered why you always loved the woods but you never really found the reason, it just lived rent-free in your head just like your love for pterodactyls wait where did you get pterodactyls from? Oh well it doesn't matter your going on a journey that you WERE going to enjoy weather you liked it or not!
As you packed up your things you realised... Who was going to take care of your parot called carot? You rushed to call your neighbor Frank as he loved your pet bird dearly and your presence for the night if you what I mean... ANYWAYS he gladly accepted to take care of carot so as you kissed your little baby birdie bye bye you grabbed your bag and speeded of with a little toot your been holding in all morning and your neighbors face looking like this 🤤 because you kissed him instead of the parot WHOOPsIE!
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He wants your toes
FantasyThis story is a horror / comedy mix of my historical humor and your imagination so just try to enjoy it ( I'm so sorry for anyone that chooses to read this) From your favorite writer - me <3
