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

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