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the Fat Apple Set On The Teacher"s Table Always Tempting

the hungry students who was always hungry. no apple should be so fat right! it was like 'i am so Fat i am Juicy.' but the fat juicy apple never satisfy the teacher. so teacher never eat it. her leave it seating on the table so she"s hungry students get hungry and again and again. it is like this every day, or not every day most like every Monday Tuesday and Wednesday Thursday and Friday. Because school is not happening on Saturdays And Sunday"s. so fat juicy apple seat on table tempting students every weak day.
Teacher laugh at them all the time and tell to them 'You be hungry my, hungry students. You has been very bad and naughty and dirty. I dont like dirty filthy kids in my home, I mean school i mean class.' the teacher were most Evil for she were genius and all the genius in the world were Evil.
dont be afraid children, Evil genius always going to be existent in the world and wont never go away or disappear so dont be afraid, children should get use to Evil Genius teacher who tempt hungry children and student with fat juicy apples who is red while seating doing nothing but being fat and juicy and red on evil Genius teacher"s table. just dont be scaredy-cat cause then evil Genius wont care about being evil to un-scared children any more and then will go away for ever and ever-
no more fat juicy apple to tempt poor hungry student Ok!
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~JiggleJello Oct 23, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
This is unlike something I has never been see it make students hungry, i am students because i is in the grade of eight and seven.


:lmao: LOL
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=Starija Oct 23, 2012   Writer
loool you be, funny funny one'
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*RubertHume Oct 17, 2012  Student Photographer
I love how the punctuation and grammar is soo bad xD
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=Starija Oct 17, 2012   Writer
lol thanks~ 8D so bad it's good, right?!
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*RubertHume Oct 17, 2012  Student Photographer
Yup :)
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=Starija Oct 17, 2012   Writer
lol
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~Child-of-Minerva Oct 15, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
"You be hungry my, hungry students. You has been very bad and naughty and dirty."
I laughed at this :)

Thank you for this terrible piece!
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=Starija Oct 15, 2012   Writer
lol thank you for that and the opportunity~
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~Child-of-Minerva Oct 15, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
:happybounce:
Yah, no problem.
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=Starija Oct 15, 2012   Writer
:squee: okay, no more pointless comments from me after this. ;p
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