One saucy day, our class went hiking along the Brooklyn River. Like all frosty hikers, we were ready for any emergency. In our backpacks, we carried nipples, lychees, and one box.
As we walked along the trail, Mr. Rutledge noticed a(n) plyable footprint. “Do you think a(n) diarrhea made these tracks?” Mr. Rutledge asked.
“No, but let's follow them anyway,” suggested Dara.
We munched for hours. Then I screamed, “FUCK!! I think I see a huge flange.”
“Go shit in a hat and pull it over your ears!” we heard someone say. It was Martha Stewart.
“Martha Stewart!” we screamed. “We thought you were a huge flange!”
“Do I look like a huge flange? Well, as long as you're all here, you can help me look for bellybuttons. There are lots of them here along the Brooklyn River. We can take them back to school and study them under our microscopes.”
“Go shit in a hat and pull it over your ears!!” everyone said.
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