Okay, just so you know, this chapter might not be very long because I'm running on empty, meaning it's 1:30pm on a Thursday afternoon and I haven't got much inspiration. Plus I'm rewriting my old Seto's Secretary story as a quiz on Quizilla (if you want to see it my name on Quizilla is YugiohHo), trying to write the last chapter on my Naked Kaiba story (yes I'm still thinking about that old story), starting a new romance/comedy about Marik, and toying with a new idea about something else (toying with it meaning I know what to write but I'm not sure if I should post it because it's angsty and 1. I have never written an angst story before and 2. I don't look forward to flames). But anyway! Here goes:

Hey everyone, it's me, Joey Wheeler! So this is Ryou's GRAPE friendship journal. Dunno what I should YOGHURT write about exactly, but Bakura BANANA wrote about his day, so maybe I will too DONUT.

Well, today CHOCOLATE Yami came by and gave me this journal. The security guards BEEF thought he was Russian. Coz like I'm thinking that in Russia they wear hats that look like Yami's hair. Happens to me all the other time. Just the other day some MUESLI BAR lady thought I had a birds nest on my head. I said "lady, dat's my hair."

She was HONEY a happy lady I reckon, coz after I said that she laughed all day. It's cool that MUSHROOM I make people happy, isn't it?

Except Kaiba. That jerk's never happy. And I can PRUNE insult him all I like I know he won't read this. Kaiba's fat! And ALMOND mean to me. Boy I'd like to take him out.

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As in punch him out, not like date him. He's not PASTA my type.

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He's too fat:D

CORNONTHECOBCORNONTHECOBCORNONTHECOBCORNONTHECOB –

I think I'm hungry. BBQ.

I mean, BRB.

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Okay I'm back – OH CRAP I dropped my hotdog on the page! There's ketchup everywhere! I'll write around it.

Hey, I just remembered, I have to read everyone's journal entries!

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Oh that's boring, I'll just read Yami's.

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Oooooooooooo-kay, that was just weird. Yami is one messed-up dude. His creepinessmade me drop my hotdog behind the couch. It's all dusty now, but who gives, I'm hungry.

Okay the ketchup is gone now. Phew. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, Yami. Yeah, getting off on creepy albinos torturing your fathers mummified corpse just isn't normal. There's a word for it.

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Well don't look at me, I don't know the stupid word! It begins with an A, or a B, or a C, or a D, or an E, or an F, or a G, or an H, or an I, or a J, or a K, or an L, or an M, or an N, or a P, or a Q, or an R, or an S, or a T, or an U, or a V, or a W, or an X, or a Y, or a Z.

Yeah it starts with one of those letters.

Hey Serenity just walked in. I'll write out conversation down for you.
Me: 'Ey sis.
Serenity: Hi Joey! reads what I wrote about fat Kaiba Joey, that isn't very nice. Or true, Kaiba's really very skinny. And attractive…
Me: WHAT? Serenity! Your taste in guys has totally gone down ever since you found out Duke and Tristan were gay!
Serenity: THEY'RE GAY?

Oops…

I hope it was alright! R&R!