The day Kuwabara stepped in some squrtle
Kuwabara was feeling cooped up in his metal and cement abode. "A walk in the countryside would be nice", he thougt to himself. He drove his squrtley blue car to the edge of the city and parked it. A picturesque farm was nearby. He decided to walk in it`s direction. His foot encountered a slick substance and he feel down. "Oh Squrtle!" "I stepped in squrtle". He started hitting the squrtle with his fist, beating it into a fine pulp. "Oh squrtle, I have squrtle all over me.' He drove back to the city and his apartment. He could not get the squrtle and it`s smell off of him. Soon everyone was calling him Squrtle. He could no longer hold his head up and be the boss of his gang. An anonymous critic of stories on the internet was all he could do, spreading squrtle as he wrote.
The squrtley end.