Okay, if you know -SammieBear- yeah she and I, along with pe4chdrip were chosen for journalism. I know, that biased news junk. Alright so we were training for the contest, and by training it was more of a laughter seminar. So, pe4chdrip had to go pee or do some pretty ass thing on the doo doo. Yeah, my memory is a little blurry, now shut up. Okay, so....uhh. Yeah, she was doing things ain't no way in hell Sammie was gonna miss out on, so she grabbed some ukulele on a table (we were in da teachers lounge) and held it firmly, as if she was baseball player, only this time she was about the crack the door open. She held on for like minutes until possibly the teacher told her to chill or when pe4chdrip came out (of the bathroom, i know what you're thinking Harry Potter fans). This went on as one of the closest times Sammie ever went full-on Japanese Empire on her. SHE WAS ABOUT TO BANZAI THAT DOOR DOWN AND HIT HER IN THE DAMN HEAD.
The useless and idiotic moral of the story is: NEVER GIVE SAMMIE A UKULELE WHILE SOMEONE IS DOING A DOO DOO.
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