| I hope your nipple has been freshly washed. (My aunt made me write that.) Today Georgie Franklin invited me over to his house after school. He's kind of a strange kid and we've never really been friends, but we've been classmates for like forever, so I went. They had this weird cornflower carpet in every room, and the whole place smelled like boiled carrots. I looked at his collection of rabbits and we played a little Cyborg Black 8, and then I went home. It was pretty awkward the whole time. I hope he doesn't ask me again. The other day me and Henry were playing dodgeball over by the haunted factory and he said he thought he saw a werewolf. I told him they weren't real, and he got this weird look in his eyes and said "Oh, they're real. They're real, all right. You'll find out soon enough." |