Friday, 2 March 2007

The mysterious splat.

I heard a cry of ecstasy from the history classroom, and knew the gorilla man had safewly recieved my note. I walked away, confident that everything would be OK. This feeling was quikly lost when i found sum1 plastered 2 the wall with the remains of the llama (all hail)'s curry, my mind was full of worry that the llama had accidently killed the man in the gorilla suit, on who all our lifes depended. My good spirit was quickly restored when i discoverd it was Brendon, hahaha, he was truly stuck, covered in a strangely sexual smelling smelly layer of excrement.

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