"Weird." Andrew replied. The bell sounded loudly in their ears. "Shit! We're late!" They rushed to class. Thankfully, Mr. Butler wasn't there yet, and as long as they beat the teacher, they would be okay pussy. Four minutes after the bell, Mr. Butler finally made his appearance, as usual pussy scratching himself pussyshaved-pinkcandyshavers with his yardstick.

"I didn't think the milk man was pussy allowed to strike." Andrew whispered. Mike shrugged.

"Hey, you pussyshaved-pinkcandyshavers're pussy right." Andrew said. "No expiration date, either pink."

"Do you think what gets told to them lasts after it wears off?"

As far as pink he was concerned, this was the happiest day shaved of his life.