Bad Day

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My Smelly day started when I Heated up late for work. I Slowly Jumped out the Fish. I Hugged into Ugly traffic. The cars were Train to Train. 

People were Holding and Reading at each other to go faster. When I Carelessly made it to work my Fat, Glass, Metal, Good-Looking boss told me if I was late one more time I was fired. If that wasn’t bad enough, the Flavorful Jackass Yelled.

After Pencil Sharpener I headed towards the Sunny little Japan in the North East-end of Tokyo. The Japan was Quickly empty. I Tossed on the swings and Killed high into the air. I Worded off of the swing and Freed up. It was all just a Tree.

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Okai then. Somuchsense.

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