In September, I moved into my new mansion. It was awesome. There was a jacoozi hot tub, a pool, a sauna, a gym, a volleyball court, a bowling alley, ten bedrooms, twelve bathrooms, two kitchens, three living rooms, fifteen tvs, and a dining room. As the mover guys unloaded my potato chip patterned sofa into one of the living rooms, I noticed a third degree burns kind of guy outside the house across the street. A third degree burns kind of guy is a super hot guy, just about as hot and cute as a guy can get. An example of a third degree burns kind of guy is Josh Hutcherson. He gives me a look almost like...lust and love?
I go over to him and say,"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Oh yeah, so smooth and subtle, Abby, so smooth and subtle. *note the sarcasm*
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Don't hate me! I know it's short, but I'm used to writing kids' books in class and I'm only in middle school so..yeah
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Potato Chips
RandomThis book is about a girl so obsessed with potato chips that she would kill for one and she has an antiretroviral room filled with them. ********************** WARNING so hilarious and intense this book should be illegal
