6months later
noot and thomato were deemed destitute after the incident with the acid filled hobo. after 16 classes of narcotics anonymous, they were on their feet again, drug free and ready. noot the whore birthed 6 more children and they both found houses due to the helpful program house hunters international.
they found a house in peru on an old mans goat farm. they even got married and their vows professed one single philosophical meaning.
"find someone you love find someone you need fuck that get money"
their main way of gaining an income is now reliant on an old goat farmer who doesn't know his mouth from his ass.
they are sober, happy, and raising 14 children. their life is finally falling into place like glass falling out of a china cabinet backwards.
Monday December 15th :
noot dipped his sticky fingers into a ripe new packet of motts apple sauce and safely licked it off. the old man lacked silverware but had a plethora of dry apple purée. the cabin was dark and old and musty with termites, but everything was forgotten with the beauty of the Peruvian view.
The sun shone through the dancing trees and thomato ran outside to check on the putrid fermenting goat cheese inside the old cavern. Noot stayed after every morning to ensure all children are in their places ready to work for the day, but one thing was out of order, something so perplexing that would ultimately lead to a 7 day search.
the 11th child, Samuel Donald Sam Xanax Cocaine Wilkerson was lost in the Peruvian green depth...
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Fanfictionin this intriguing novel about two characters has won many awards, including the shit award in the shit book category truely inspiring - Peter blue cloud It's just about Noot and Thomato and adventures
