Disclaimer- I own things??
Chapter 1 Sand Clumps"I've got a lovely bunch of sand-clumps, diddly diddly dee, there they are laying in the dirt, bom bom bom. Big ones, small ones, some as big as ya foot, give em a look, read em a book lest, the sand be sad!!"
"BLOODY HELL WOMAN SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, you have been singing that non stop for 2 hours, give it a rest!" Paris yelled at me.
"It's not my fault you don't appreciate good music" I retorted. Really you would think it would have taken the first 20 times I sang it for someone to get annoyed, oh well.