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A Mavis Story Mavis and Pink Sludge

Oh! I said. I ate my Macs again, but one a TNT in it and I blew up. The class canceled Mavis because of her incident. They had to take me to the therapist, so I secretly stashed a Big Big Big Mac to eat later. The therapist walked in and stared at me and the four-foot tall Mac. That gave me another flush down the pottake. I was so sad that I emerged at McDonalds and was starving because I left my Mac at the therapists office I barged into Micky Ds and knocked everyone over with my fat. I went in the kitchen and I ate as much Pink Sludge as I could. OH, OH, OH!, I yelled. I gained nine million nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine calories. Just then, the manager walked in. Why is there this fat slug in my kitchen!, screamed the manager. He was about to flush me down when he noticed that was not good enough. I could fit in the pottake. So the manager gave me more Pink Sludge and I fell down with my head stuck in the pottake.

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