Lamarr Wilson was walking down the streat in the LA neighborhood he lived in when suddenly he saw a sad child sitting on the curb. That kid's name was Tyler R Back. He was called this because his parents weren't very original.
He wasn't very original either. He had a bowl cut. How original! But he's totally hot and stuff. Well sort of. Like maybe if he was the only man left alive? I don't know. I think he's SORT OF cute. In a not very cute kind of way. I'm conflicted.
Anyways, Tyler was all like, "Yo, Lamarr? Look at that!"
Lamarr turned and saw a ball of hair also called Mustapha tumbling through the wind. "Science!" It yelled trying to appear sophisticated.
I was very confused, so I asked Lamarr who he was.
"I'm the funny tech reported," he said, "Who get's the job done!"
"Do you make funny vids and how to's so fun?" I stammered overcome by his overwhelmingly attractive physical appearance to the 13-17 female demographic which is obviously the only reason why he is popular.
"Man I'm so crazy batter click up the thumb!" He said.
I was overcome by emotions and feels and I blogged aobut this on my Tumblr. Tyler held my hand and told me it was going to be okay. Mustapha had fallen by the sewer.
THE END
((Should I wirte more?))