~Twenny-seweng~

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Me no c Nambloob fur de hol dei.

Me go bak to rum.

Wel, me gut loost, but den Taenoot sho me wher.

Me fel aslep.

Me drem abut Nambloob.

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Me wek up.

Me screm.

"HELU," He sei.

"WAT U DO HEER?!" Me sei sedly, "Me thut u het me."

"WAT?! ME CUD NEBER HET U!!!!11!1!!!" He frun, "Me thut u het me."

Me shok. Me wud neber het Bloob! Bloobie so coot, me Bloobiebloob. 

"Nu," Me sei, "Me... Me—"

"BLOOB!!!"

Doot?

"BLOOB, BLOOB!"

"Jungdoot! U dun nok?!" Nambloob yel.

"Soree, but de grill awek! She no toot!"

"Me?" De grill no me? Me gesp.

"POOT????? WOOT??? HOO?"

Nambloob luk at me confoos.

"Her nem wuz Marnpoot!" Doot repli.

"O ME GEE!! POOT ALIE!!" Me screm happy, but den frun. "Wat abut woot?"

"Woot?" Dey esk. Me nud. 

"Woot... Me uder fren."

Dey shroog.

"Prolee ded." Doot sei.

"JUNGDOOT! DUN SEI DET!" Bloob gesp.

He shroog. "Me go chek on poot noe." He leev.

"Me soree," Bloob sei. 

"It oki."

"Wat wer u gon sei befur doot cam in?"

"O..."

"Wat?"

"Me furgot."

But me no furgot. Me wuz gon sei det me luv heem. 

Me luv Nambloob...

...

Holy fich it's been a while

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