Nineteen: Humour

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I dramatically gasped at my friend as an evil smile spread across his face. He reached towards me, and I shrieked loudly. I tried to scramble backwards, but he was too quick and grabbed me. He nuzzled his sweaty face into my neck as I punched and scratched at his arm. I wailed in agony when he finally let me go.

"Cody! You made me all sweaty!" I desperately tried to scrape the sweat off me, but the damage was done. I was now stinky. Cody laughed at my misfortune, and I gave him my most angry glare.

"I'll get you back, Cody! You'll rue the day you met me!" I then sprinted off, forming a plan to get back at my evil, stinky friend.

A week later, Cody had forgotten all about his prank and we were sitting outside his house, sipping some cool lemonade with some ice cubes. He had finished his lemonade a few seconds ago and dumped his ice onto the grass. I gulped down the last of my lemonade but held onto the plastic cup. I flashed a smile at him.

"Revenge is sweet." I quickly grabbed the a fistful of his shirt and poured the ice down his shirt. He shrieked loudly and shaked out the ice as I doubled over in laughter.

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