Parts 3 dis book is comink along gooodly so i rite the nexdt charpter
Bob lokked at teh zobies with steeling eys and said zobies, your death will be swidt likee buttor on tost. then the zobie was distoyrd. bob said if onlty there was way to defeet all zobies at ounce then it would be happy and suan wood shine and flowers and bess will be happy soals.
So he took a hoeming device and put it on all teh zobies in the entyere wrold and homeed them all of them together. bob deskised him self as a zobie and says felow zobies eate this non boisnous caek i made for your!1!
so zobies said seem legort ant aet teh cake ans says mm theis is ogogd cake but then deid becaues he lied and cake was poisdondeous.
PRAT 4 COMING SOONE HOLD ON TO UR HATTES!