{3rd persin}
Creig Tooker's daddi wuz pushing his groceri curt thro le store. While he wuz lokin 4 Wut he needed somebodi sed 2 him.

"Hay Tomas le tank engin! Wii herd abot Creig. Wii think it'z just wunderfil!" 1 of le paronts sed.

Tomas wuz totes bafilled. He raized le cheetoz he calz ibrowz. "Wut abot Creig?!" Creig's daddi ASSked.

Anoother paront cums up behind tomas and tapz hiz shoulder. RAAAAAAAPPPE. "Tomas I'm sew glad dat Creig is finoly happi.
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Twek sat @ le tabil w/ hiz fam tryin 2 cut his food liek an emu arm but iz failin misurably.

Hiz paronts look @ dere vibrating child in a confoozed way. "Twek's out of coughfe hun." Twek's father, dicc said. "Well here ya go kidoe." Twek's mum sed while refilling hiz cup of coughfe.

Twek continode 2 spazz out. "Twek iz deer somethin u want 2 tell uz?" Dick ASSked hiz vibrating sun.

"N-No!" Twek replied.

Twek's daddi looked @ him & gave him a week smile.

Wellllllll wii heard dat your gey. & weve neber been sew proud." Twek's daddo sed.

Twek got souper embarssed & flustered. "OH GOD!!1!" Twek huffed loudli & smashed hiz face in hiz plate of food. Getin it all over hiz face.

"Now dat I kno diz I'll bee a better daddi 2 u. I luv u sew much sun. U want sum money. Here. I luv u sew much sun." Twek's daddi said offering hiz sun money.

{inserz a crappy- I meen somewhat good sang version of Le book of wuv}

{3rds pov again}

Twek and Creig both li in der bedz, extremely confoozed.

Dey thot "y? Y iz diz happening 2 me? I iz straite as Le line under Le words. Y meh?

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