The graduate strode confidently across the podium, careful to concentrate on her walk, not one misstep in those high heels. She reeked of true elegance, no denying it: a class act, that one.
I began to inflate the cushion. One last breath out, and it was ready to go. The Pranksters Extraordinaire Club would soon sing my praises. I had as good as won the bet to fly around the world. My eye had been on this prize trip for a long time.
Princess smiled at me and sat down. The phony fart blasted loudly. I smiled; she died. Delicious!
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Haha! Good one Susi.
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Glad it made you laugh, Sadje! 🙂
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😂👍
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That was juicy 😂
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Squishy too! LOL 😉
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😳😷
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🤣 The loud fart and she died. 🤣🤣😂👍Delicious.
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LOL Glad I could make you laugh, Kritika! 🙂
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