My name is Olivia. I am 22 –year-old. I

My name is Olivia. I am 22 –year-old. I and my family have our own small farm in countryside of Islam. For me I didn’t have a good skills of learning.

But then, I found Hooked On Phonics. But more importantly, I was guided by a handsome, caring teacher named Agent 450(?). He helped me build confidence in myself, and soon I was

proficient in the language of love. With the flash cards, grammar charts and the touching instruction of Agent 450, I was able to speak fluently from the heart.

I decided I was ready to infiltrate the enemy stronghold. I stood outside Madame Dolce's Love Acadamy. When a clerk came to greet me, I almost froze, but heard Agent 450's voice in

the bushes. "Go on! Smite him!" So I smote the clerk and dashed inside the Love Academy, not knowing what to expect. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I was shocked by what I saw:

it was the same clerk I thought I had just killed, bleeding and smiling and opening his arms to embrace me. "I love and forgive you, brother," he said. The Love Academy was weirder

It was crazy. I honestly had no clue what was happening.

I took a deep breath and addressed the audience "Don't worry everyone, this is going exactly according to plan. We have the situation under control."

the poor fool who let it rip was trampled to death. A team of people in hazmat suits rushed in, only to find it was merely kinda stinky, but the damage was already done.