FLABBLEZ
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"Flabblez!? what the fuck kind of name is that!?" I let out a face full of disgust. They keep talking about my "adoption papers" and ignore me.
"What the fuck am I, an off brand box of fruit loops?!" I toss my hands out in front of me. mary poppins and her band of misfits still payed no attention to me.
"Someone call flava-flav, because I think I just found a name for his new clothing line." mary poppins turns to glare at me.
"Hush it." Ignoring her I tap my finger to my chin.
"Flabblez." I test the name out, which by the way feels fucking weird,
"It sounds like something mike Tyson cant pronounce."
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