Chptr 7
A/n: FFS Diz is a seriuse story OKAY! Thz chptr is groining to deal wiz sum reliy serius stuff!1 Stop flimmin u fckin flammersz! KM ROX! Mah nu frund roxay iz spell-cheeking my work zo there!111
"OMFG!1" i scrambled.
"WTF! u just sore on a skwl tripe!" excrambled MRS Fisher!1
"Miz, honsets i don't rapped him!1 He was lurving it!1" i then stopped pieeing all over nat and putt on surm boxers.
"STFU! and go to mah orifice!" Scremed mrsz fisher.
i guyt up and wet to da door. i lukered arund to sea croying in mrs fisheres boozom, theyve boing planeing this! I thought to meslef.
when i gort home, mah dad gave me 1 of those – wht the fucking hell hav u being up to, it hurt u wuz greoining to behave – lookz.
Then mrs fisher collared my dad un seed i wrapped nat, he droopped the fone, looked at meh and sawed sumthin tht reli hurt meh:
"O...M...F...GGGGG! Ur a homophone!" i opined my big bluie oyzz and truyed to luke all innocent. he goyt a knife and slight mah wrists and then he order me up to bed.
i opinged the dorr to find nat and mr nat wetting4 meh. mr nat looked angroin.
"You wrapped mah zon!111 u gav him HOV!11" i lukered at nat who lukered all sad and deprezzed.
"WTF111 he wuz mah first. u mean... OMFG!11 ya bin slutting arunD! i sauced in a dramatork whisper...
then suort reali strang happend, an alien bust throw mah windo n abdicated nat. o woz shokered an jazzed scambled "Nat...u honky... i lav u...11111! then ih fanted"
AN/n: c u fucking flamerz, u cnt geyt much more serious than wrap! KM ROX! if u flamm dis en u r a homophone!