I'll be brief here, since I'm sure all of you have heard it a million times: thanks so much for the comments and views! We really enjoy reading what you all think of the commentary. It really motivates us to keep making more of these (horrible) chapters!
AN: LUK HER DUMBELLS!1111111111111111111111 U SUK!1111111111111 STUP FLAMIN! UR JUS JELUS OF DARRYL AAND ME DATIN!
Um, we don't care. That has nothing to to with the story.
I H8 U!11111111111111 GO2 WHO IZ TERA?/ I DON'T KNOE A TARA?
*hissssssss* Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica!
In other words, "NOOOO!" Seriously. Do not mention her name!
The name. The name of evil! And don't "In other words" my exorcism!
Ashe, let's keep the exorcism to a minimum.
*hiss*
CHAPER 14 HAREMONY
Rabbit dollars?
HARMONY rans in. "Hiya guyes," se sed.
Hiya! Who are you? And why are you so excited about your name?
"Who ar u?" I asked keenly.
"ei em HARMONY!" HARMONY said.
Again. Seriously.
"cull,'
Stop it. Culling is wrong.
sed. Im… … … … … … …
It's almost like she's waiting for Harmony to complete the sentence for her.
"JO BELLE PUTTER!" HARMONY sed.
"yea!" jO bekkE sED;
HARMONY CHEERED.
No need to yell.
She had a jo bekke t shirt on. She wore jo BElKe earings, and JO bekle stamped pantz. She Also had a ho belle arm bracelet. She also had a JO belle ring on. And her finger nales had J-O-B-E-L on each hamd. "IM UR BIGGEST fan," HARMONY SAID.
You'd think that they would have noticed that when she walked in.
"cull I,' sed.
Argh!
"yeh, can I sit her?'" HARMONY said.
Oh, she's joining the train babysitters too? Alright then.
And so begin the adventures of jo Bekke and Herry Puttr, Donald Weasel, and HARMONY.
"Sur."
"NOW I hav 2 tell u somthin.. …. … … … … …
Oh. The suspense. How suspenseful.
Very suspense. Such wait. Much wonder. Wow.
Or we just go on to commentate the next one. Such grammar. Very errors. Much terror.
Wow. Very doge. Very review. Such good. Much llama. Wow.
