Mudaface runign bak 2 tha mordhas. Has spirder eye in hand, pictur of dicc nibbler in other hand. Not hold his mancarot.
"I see u hav won tha race" tracy sad. "So U wil get ur wish."
"SCshshshsawesome" murdermurder yells. So happy, for frist tyme in lyf. He wil get LAYED! He will hav gud romans with a lover. Laffs evily, unknowing tat he haz robbed his frendos of a new opportunititty.
"Cum back 2morrow and i will hav tha potion redy 4 u." trac say. "U wil seduc nuble so easy with tis."
"Gee scscthankscscs Trascscey," mudfer says,
"It is me plessure." Tracey dispear into big cloud of balck smok!
"Wow' mud coments bef4 leavn back 2 his room 2 mastubare sum mor.
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"DOoooooOooood" pickl says. Now he iz high and drunk at tha same time, n also on cocin lik rocso. Abut 2 shoot up hero-in rite in stor but natan is responsible n stahps him.
"Let's go aftar tha strangger" nhan sugest.s.
"Okayyyyy" pickl moans in state of drug.
Nahan pik up pik. Tey run ot tha stor but mysteryus man is gone!
"I faled" natan say. Hang his hed in shame. "Now i will nevar no who liks me titys."
"dood … it waz me all along" pikl confessess.
Nathn gasps! "U!?"
"It was meeee"
"Tracy was gon tel me who likked my titttys if i brot bak spider I."
Holds pikl bridal stile an they lev stor 2 confront trac.