THE POP QUIZ! Mr. Smith, I promise you there is nothing I would've rather done than to read a 12-page story about bugs or whatever but you see I couldn't. I just couldn't! I got out of school at 2: 30 then had to drive 15 min home to drop off my sister and then drive 25 min to work when I worked at 3 o'clock, I was slammed with cars from 3-7 no sit-downs no breaks not even time to empty my bladder. At the very end of the night when we were closing the store a mariachi band of ninjas attacked! From all 8 entrances to the building there was a ninja for every direction. We all darted down the stairs but their magical banjos and maracas rang in our ears we didn't know what to do! I tossed out the idea of fighting them off with wrenches and ratchets. But their songs were too powerful! We had gotten about 2 down but it was still 5-6 and we were all getting exhausted. We all escaped up the second stairway when we thought we had a chance to getaway. A bunch of hockey-playing chlorine breathing sharks that had beached blocked the top of the stairs off! The ninjas it was, I did a double backflip dragon kick to one of their faces with my steel toes (that's gonna hurt in the morning) , and the rest dominated behind him falling down the metal stairs. The shark grabs Kevin by the foot and eats him as if he was a spaghetti noodle slurping him up. Alex had called the police prior and they just arrived, "WE'RE SAVED" said the 89-year-old manager Ralph but he spoke too soon, the cop shot him 768 times and he perished catastrophically. The swat killed off all the officers and ninjas and I gave the shark a hug and he stopped eating us. He actually just wanted to know where the Kitaro was. We just scared him. I got home at 1 in the morning with no time to read and that's why I didn't study for the pop quiz
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Opening the mailbox I sighed with relief
When I open the mailbox I no longer feel grief
It was a pound of beef from a thief
I stay bumping chief keef
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Why I Couldn't Study For The Quiz
THE POP QUIZ! Mr. Smith, I promise you there is nothing I would've rather done than to read a 12-page story about bugs or whatever but you see I couldn't. I just couldn't! I got out of school at 2: 30 then had to drive 15 min home to drop off my sister and then drive 25 min to work when I worked at 3 o'clock, I was slammed with cars from 3-7 no sit-downs no breaks not even time to empty my bladder. At the very end of the night when we were closing the store a mariachi band of ninjas attacked! From all 8 entrances to the building there was a ninja for every direction. We all darted down the stairs but their magical banjos and maracas rang in our ears we didn't know what to do! I tossed out the idea of fighting them off with wrenches and ratchets. But their songs were too powerful! We had gotten about 2 down but it was still 5-6 and we were all getting exhausted. We all escaped up the second stairway when we thought we had a chance to getaway. A bunch of hockey-playing chlorine breathing sharks that had beached blocked the top of the stairs off! The ninjas it was, I did a double backflip dragon kick to one of their faces with my steel toes (that's gonna hurt in the morning) , and the rest dominated behind him falling down the metal stairs. The shark grabs Kevin by the foot and eats him as if he was a spaghetti noodle slurping him up. Alex had called the police prior and they just arrived, "WE'RE SAVED" said the 89-year-old manager Ralph but he spoke too soon, the cop shot him 768 times and he perished catastrophically. The swat killed off all the officers and ninjas and I gave the shark a hug and he stopped eating us. He actually just wanted to know where the Kitaro was. We just scared him. I got home at 1 in the morning with no time to read and that's why I didn't study for the pop quiz