Once upon a time there was an odd girl named Emma Nord. She hardly ever talked unless it was whispering. I was riding my bike across a bridge over a creek when I saw a terrible sight. A big ******** with corny, green, slimy, juicy,stinky,bloody turds coming out of the ********. They flew over a mile into a little boy's soup that didn't noticed and slurped it up being killed by poop poisioning. I soon figured that the girl was Emma. Soon after there were thousands of sightings like mine. No charges have been placed even though the sight was terrible and scarred everyone who saw it. THE END

Once i was riding my bike and my ******** had poop in it so wiped it with some leaves but it was poisen ivey and my ******** started to itch really bad so i put some cream on it and i got poop in my ******** again.