Entry 5

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Dear Darwin Diary,

Sunday! I can do whatever I want!! I can read my fab magazines, full of pages with girls wearing fabby clothes. So faaaab!!!

But then... "Gumgum!! What the hell did you do!? Those are miiiine!!!!" I screamed like a sharkbearigator. I just made that up. Why? Because he's messing up with my Fab magazines by drawing moustaches at the Fab faces.

"Sorry. I thought you didn't need these." He mumbled.

"by the way, this is my payback when you vandalized on my face." He added.

I rolled my Fab eyes. "Whatever. You can be Fab whenever you want, but mark my words, Gumgum! IMMA FABBER CREATURE THAN YOU, UNFABBY PUSSY CAT!!" I yelled. Wow! I just realized that yelling is Fab.

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