I wake up from the sky and the deadly lazer we call the sun burns my eyes. I fall to the ground while the other stars stay in the sky. They laugh at me. I was a very sad boi.
It is another day to catch those goats. They are much a waste of moolah.
I yeet down the trail of cheese i left behind from my Chuck-E-Goat , i mean Chuck-E-Cheese Buffet. All of a sudden I came across a very creatureous creature creature. Then I saw a very suspicious boi. It wasn't the blue shirt kid though.
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Ok now I am like so tired I flop face first onto a rock and fell asleep very fast. The Creatureous creature creature and the suspicious boi ran away. I wake up and in front of me was a very very goat. I smile insanely
"WHO'S A GOOD GOATIE GOATIE" I scream, jumping on it and capturing it. "YAY" I cheered. I caught my first goat of the week.
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If you're wondering, yes, ladies, I have abs. And they very sexy. Once someone very wise told me "When I see you, it makes me wanna steal ur abs and send them to hell" This person is very wise
"This person," I stated, pointing to myself" has broken the fourth wall to say that person is one of the authors of this very very book." then the goat in my bag slapped me. I carried on cause that was ok. A big red slap mark is ok.
Also, why did I kill 6 children about a lot of years ago? Well, they stole my toast during shift. My beautiful, precious, toast. They stole all six pieces... and they wouldn't give em back...
I started to cry for my precious toast. I hadn't had toast for two days... my toaster was broken.
Well, this was the last thing that was ok to do. Goat catching.
I don't know anymore. I might as well just hide under a bridge and troll the goats. Maybe read a few webtoons... then yeet my phone off of the bridge. Then I realize that all the pictures of my abs are gone. Then I cri... Oh, I see another frog. I must run. I will run away right now.
Ok I ran to a very big house. It looks haunted. I walk in anyway.
I find a plate of cheese from Chuckee Cheese, which is not old at all. It's so not smelly that the stench is so thicc. I release the goat so it can eat food and also so it won't die. My cousin will kill me if it dies. After the goat eats the cheese, I seduce it with my abs. Before it can run I place it in the bag and run 500 miles away from the house. The day got crazier.
