His chocolate brown curls were caked in, well, cake. A wild expression was plastered on his dimply face. "PEEKABOOO!1!1!111!!" He shouted. It scured me and I pooped in my pantaloons. Morgan Freeman's tongue emerged from his teeth. It stretched a few feet and stopped right in front of my face. It jammed it's way into thru my lips. It scoured my mouth. I bit it off and spit it out. His eyes fell out of his head and he deflated. A large blue and yellow leesard trudged out, then sprouted wings and flew away.
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Slothin' (One Direction)
ParanormalDis Iz a story me and me BFFL mayd. Her name is Maddy. K.
