Chapter 4

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I woke up the next morning all ready for school. I learned to leave my tunic on all day, all night, never wash it or I'll forget it. My stomach was hurting from knowing that today was Friday and I was going to see my hot boyfriend, the one I met in the bathroom. I had to wash myself somehow so I brought my cow into the bathroom to milk her tit juice into a bucket. I filled it half full an hopped In the tub and soaked my skin. I pushed my chocolate muffins out of my rectum and they floated to the top and I let them sit there for a minute, it tastes better when they soak in milk for a while, like chocolate syrup. I lifted my monkey leg to braid it's hairs and I felt a bubble come out of my bum, oh it must be more rectum warriors, so i pushed as if I was giving birth to triplets, oh darn it was just a fart. Next I braided my long leg pubes and pits, then decided to put dread locks in my hair to add more style. After my bath I squirted some anal butter on my tooth brush and began scrubbing my teeth. I grabbed a piece of molded cheese and headed out with honky.
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When I arrived at school I looked for my bathroom boyfriend and sure enough, there he was, so handsome like a molded baked potato with butter coming out of his butt hole. I walked up to that sexy beast and said hi what's your name? I asked and he said "Um hi my name is Jim Bob." He looked as if I was some kind of troll. "That's cool do you want to be my boyfriend?" I asked, only because if I didn't he would probably be taken by somebody else, considering how sexy he is. "Um no I don't know you, you freak". Is that all he had to say to me before walking away, how disappointed I was in him, you don't treat your woman like that no matter how clingy she gets. I loved him, and I was going to stop at nothing until he's mine, only mine.
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I went back to class, and saw Sasha, he was flirting with that stupid girl, who we broke up about, wow it's only been a day, how could he move on so quickly I sat down next to a girl that looked just like a dead fish, sitting in it's tank for a month. " do you want to be my friend" she asked me and I looked up and said " or corse i want to be your friend".

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