Wendy and Comey went to Beans and Horns Tooting shop. Comey pulled out a death ray, and killed everyone in the store.
The stole many cans of beens for tooting, and many horns for the same reason. The went around town tooting and tooting.
The cops started chasing Wendy and Comey. They, however, didn't chase them for long because Wendy and Comeu tooted on them. The cops windows were browned out because of Wendy and Comey's toots. They escaped the cops like Hillary Clinton escaped federal prison.
After hours of tooting and tooting, Wendy and Comey record they were hungry. Bring the nature of Comey's partner in crime, they went and ate at Wendy's. Both of them are 5 spicy chicken sandwiches and fries. Mixing the spiciness and the beans, they had lots of toots.
They went around town tooting, tooting and tooting. Everyone shut their windows because of the horrible noises and fart smells. It was a bad day for humanity.
Wendy was feeling tired, so she asked Comey if they could go home and sleep. "Sleep," Comey questioned. "Who needs sleep?"
Wendy replied with, "Six year old girls."
Comey shrugged and they went to Comey's evil layer. When they got home, Comey room Wendy to the secret underground bunker. He defused a giant bomb, cleaned it out and padded it
Wendy hopped in the bomb and asked, "Will this thing explode?"
"I don't think it will." Comey replied.
"Ok." Wendy replied. She followed up with questioning, "Can you read me a bedtime story,"
"Of course I would, Wendy. What do you want to hear? Do you wanna hear my testimony, or my E-mail-Gate summary, or what about my notes I took when I would privately meet with Trump?"
"What about something normal, like 'The Three Little Bears' or 'Little Red Riding Hood'?"
"I don't know any of those. What about 'Giant Blue Riding Pants'?"
"That sounds nice."
"Okay, let's begin. 'Thrice upon a time, there was an old lady. She wore giant blue pants. One day, her granddaughter, who lives alone, had the influenza. The old lady decided to go visit her sick granddaughter and bring some watermelon and lime juice.'
'Giant Blue Riding Pants went and followed a path to find her granddaughter somewhere in the middle of the forest. Along the way, there was a nice kitten that helped Giant Blue Riding Pants get to her granddaughter's house.
'Giant Blue Riding Pants got to her granddaughter's house safely. She walked in with the kitten and gave her the watermelon and li.e juice. Then she sneezed all of it up.
'Giant Blue Riding Pants' granddaughter was so mad, she ate her grandma and the kitten. Suddenly, a construction worker came into the house and used his jack hammer to open Giant Blue Riding Pants granddaughter open and freed them. The end.'
"That was nice." Wendy said. "Good night."
"Good night, Wendy." Comey replied.
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The Story of Wendy Chicken
HumorThis is a short humor book on a girl named Wendy Chicken.