GET ME, BOS
PLAYING SLY, YET CLEVER
*** MORNING ***
“Juliet (welcome to Julian) wait for brother bentar napa, nyum nyum slruuuppp ahhh.”
“Breakfast with slowly willed.” Frayza wiped the wet plate with a midori Makhibo picture apron (check yourself in Mbah Gugel you guys are auto stuck).
“So thank you, your low-fat milk is delicious hehehehehe.”
“Really?!”
“Yuhuu... Lazitos perfectos vagetos, bye brother Fray don't forget ya nitip my parts washed.” Franda clenched her finger at the lip of her sign she was satisfied with her breakfast.
Hahahahaha, he thinks I'm easily enslaved by brutal sisters like you. You don't know that the low-fat milk you just enjoyed is my concoction. Hahahahaha I mixed the tajin water and coconut milk, the milk judiciary of the watering potion. Feel the nausea of my sister, may your diet smoothly (the sound of Fray triumphant).
“Iya Fran, diligent school huh. Later sister washin use liquid soap dish washing, wild without berkarata hahahahahaa.” Frayza waved her hand at her sisters.
“Fray, later you go to the Market yes this $ 50 Singapore spend for the needs of one week household.” Fray's father handed me the money sheet.
“What’s?!” That kind of money to eat Five bellies, looks like Fray's really stuck in a gecko hole. It sounds like bokekkkk bokekkkk.
“Have not been moved to receive money segiti for shopping, if most fathers can be lessin again kok.” Fray's father is getting stingy rubber chapter *****super processed. His reflection is like a bekel ball that sounds doing doing so medit medit medit medit.
“Fray, later after home affairs are settled, followed by mother yes. Send lunch, it is more hygienic if you eat home cooking. Okay yes baby, later I love the patchwork for you to learn to make a pattern of clothes. No need to buy cloth, later the fabric believes you connect to connect to one that's the method of ironing.” Fray's mother also did not lose merkudit meditnya.
“Fray can use Julian Bu's sheet fabric, which is the middle hole.”
“What? Center hole?” The code of his teenage son begins to mature.
“Then what's up?”
“It's not virgin anymore mom, look.” Fray showed Julian's roll here and there.
“Jeez dragons, dragon fruit whose size is as big as a fruit d***. My son Julian, you're finally a grown man. Welcome my son Juliaann's new shirt.” Fray's mother seems to have gone insane, or enthusiastic about welcoming Julian puberty. It's fun he'll make a shirt for Julian, whatever. Should've patched that sheet, totally screwed up.
“Already, this insanity must immediately end with the abnormality of the food menu that I serve.”
The house now lives Fray a, scattered goods ranging from clothes, balls, shoes and various equipment people go to activities. Fray picked up her father's trousers lying on the chair.
Sreeekkkk kresekkk “Wiw... Money $100 nemu this treasure, duh why I became cold sweat. My bad soul is helped by this paper heirloom. O good-natured fairy Meriphosa, please make my father forget. And always put the money in his pants pocket. So that I can feel like Sultinwati hihihihi.”
Because he got a shot of spirit from his father's pants. Fray became rajun and more alert to correct the contents of the pockets of clothes. This time he got a few cents of Dollar money, which is enough to feed the pink Ngoik-ngoik in the room. Manage household affairs, it's time for fray to go to market. Because of the principle of saving stingy base. As a result, usually take a bus, now ngontel mania. Alias gowes, wes ewes bablas kentute.
