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a story.... by Jordan Woertz
called little racoon... Webster
once a little racoon by the name of Webster threw a terrible fit. he had not received what he wished to get for his birthday. Webster got so distraught that he had not gotten any sort of mass distruction. Webster knew that there was only one way to deal with this situation... Webster killed his parents that same day. Webster became so enraged that he proceeded to go on a killing spree, he then used the critters carcasses as masks and used then to change his identity. The police had much trouble tracking down Webster since he wore the animals that had slaughtered. Then finally one day the police captured Webster and sentenced him to death.
The end
So the lesson of this story kids is that you can't always get weapons of mass distruction for your birthday... maybe next year!
thank you thank you
called little racoon... Webster
once a little racoon by the name of Webster threw a terrible fit. he had not received what he wished to get for his birthday. Webster got so distraught that he had not gotten any sort of mass distruction. Webster knew that there was only one way to deal with this situation... Webster killed his parents that same day. Webster became so enraged that he proceeded to go on a killing spree, he then used the critters carcasses as masks and used then to change his identity. The police had much trouble tracking down Webster since he wore the animals that had slaughtered. Then finally one day the police captured Webster and sentenced him to death.
The end
So the lesson of this story kids is that you can't always get weapons of mass distruction for your birthday... maybe next year!
thank you thank you