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I took a class called 'Creative Writing'

  • I took a class called 'Creative Writing' and had no idea what to expect. One day,
  • my Creative Writing Tutor told me I should expect to write, you know, creatively. I said, "I DON'T expect to get no DISrespect off no Creative Writing tu-TOR."
  • Supposebly if I don't learn to write creatily I might not get a good job. Waht? I'm a entrapranure & will have a talking job only. You cant' tell how I grammer or spell when I talk
  • I meen it cood be werse, waht if I had a studder or tourittes? Thet wood cost me sum job oportuityes
  • So could talking and spelling like that. So I would be careful if I was you...
  • I thought to myself all the things that can happen if you said the wrong thing to me. How would i react? How should i respond? Am i listening to reply or to hear you.
  • The cat in the mountain sings a tune to the flip flops, "Are you agreeable or not? Can I wear you in the sand or not?" Are you reacting to this song? Blood lies, blood ties!
  • Never learned how That's why I wear flip flops, clogs that go clip clop, or snug pink fluffy uggs, or shoes with buckles, or velcroe straps, or veggie wraps." Then the Mountain Cat
  • swished her long, striped tail and kneaded her paws. Suddenly a second furry face appeared above the Mountain Cat and trilled loudly. It was Ceiling Cat!
  • Mountain cat and ceiling cat fought a terrible duel. Both fought valiantly, but in the end, only one could reign supreme and Ceiling Cat breathed his last. He will not be forgotten

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