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She almost got a Tootlerack
I do not like to get snootlgsh this early in the day But I heard this tale from my whartlesnot of a neighbor And even though she is sometimes titlewhemp I felt the tale had some merit, and it was a fun tale to repeat. So here goes….. Farglesmean Whomplesplat was driving along highway 140 When a smelly black and white kipperstink walked out in front of her Not being fond of tomato juice, and this being her new tacklepoo, She slammed on her brakes, causing a carslerump A breathofdeath was called to the scene by six people. In full uniform, the breathofdeath walked to her car to write her a tootlerack. Of course she was wearing the sexy low-cut polka dotted fizzlsprint she always wears. Her right corplfunk was practically waving in the breathofdeath’s face. She used her breathiest voice, naturally. Pretending the carslerump was someone else’s fault. I am nodding in a snootlgsh way, wanting this whartlesnot of a neighbor to get on with it. The kipperstink was long gone, and no one else claimed to have seen it. I am nodding harder, wanting the punch line. The officer reached in to get her license and accidentally touched her corplfunk. Oh, she planned that! I shriek, delighted. His face turned as red as a strawberry. And she got away without a tootlerack, I guessed. We howled with laughter thinking of this.
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