hello everyone, it is me and max. we are back from the dead. Now i will read you a story that we have wrote:
It was a sexy, cold November day. I woke up to the bodacious smell of human meat roasting in the treehouse downstairs. I slimed down the stairs to see if I could help conceive the dinner. My mom said “see if gardner needs a fresh god,” so I carried a tray of glasses full of discharge into the escape room. When i got there, I couldn't believe my elbow! The follicles were spanking on the croatia.
also, my teacher just racially stereotyped me as a gay person and told me to kms. Just kidding.
where have you been? a house in nebraska
are you okay? moderately
Can we listen to the rio soundtrack? yes
Do you have a stig? no i was gonna ask u
love max and ella