So I looked around for finger prints but nothing.
I looked for foot prints nothing.
I looked for evidence but still nothing I was never going to find my nachos my awesome nachos. I'm gonna miss those nachos, then a crazy old man walked up to me.
He said "I could help you find your na-ch-os"
"You sure speak weird but OK for the NACHOS" I hopped in his van and he had candy in the back what a good man then he drove off(DO NOT DO THIS AT HOME)
We drove to New York and there was a house there that was owned by this guy named Mr.Drew when we walked on his porch I saw him eating nachos my nachos oh I was going to hurt him when I got there I bitch slapped him and ran away with my nachos. I took a nap in the van and we were in front of my house when I woke up.
I said "Goodbye old hag"with a smile
Then he said"HEY. Maybe sometime you could get some candy from me."
I replied"That will be nice."
THE END
DO NOT TRY SOME OF THIS STUFF AT HOME JUST BY ANOTHER BATCH OF NACHOS
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Nachos Gone Missing
HumorWeeds my Nachos Will I ever taste the rainbow? Will I ever taste the cheese? The World may never know.