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huh?

well you awake suddenly and thnk about the disgusting taste of a pickle you would have to eat in the morning to make your next wish.

you get up it about 2am you pull a beer from the fridg and guzzle it down. you think to your self i wonder what that nut the great cross eye cosmic wizard was doing and who he was doing it too.

you think to your self better him or her than me. maybe he's bothering no one thats a nice thought so your getting a little more relxed and you return to bed.

you have a dream about a young girl around the age of 12 she is so hot you dream about sex but not with her but as her.

weird you think but how can you think asleep you return to your dream and theres a very hot babe telling her---you to get up for school.

as you are told in your dream your alarm clock gose off and you wake up.

you think what a weird dream you seem to ponder on the dream a bit more than you normaly would. you then think of what you wanted to wish for . you get your pickle and eat it crunch crunch this is a big pickle you think to your self and there yuck its a sin to do this to a cucumber.

after you eat it you grab the box with out thinking about the gloves.

poof gilltery smoke appears and covers every thing you cough from the smoke so hard you do not notice whats happening to you.

the smoke clears finely you find your self in a young girls room filled with dolls and stuffed animals.

there were enough stuffed animals to start your own nature show.

wait you think i did not make a wish .then you remember how long you thought about the strange dream.

you look in the mirror and there you are a 12 year old hottie

you not really shocked then you think the great cross eye cosmic wizard had something to do with this he must have planted the dream in your head and then there was the mistake of not writting down your wish plus you for got to put the gloves on .

so all and all it was your fault .

your new mom enters the room now angel you must not be late for your first day at school.

you think to your self this is going to be fun.


Written by cd morrison

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