"Whatchoo doin round hya boy?” said Officer McMuffin.
“Drifing?” questioned the teen.
“Awfle layt fer dryvun’ don cha tink? Mite cood git lawst.”
“Maybe”
“Don’t taick dat toen wit me boy! Now, gimmee yo lyshenss n’ regestreeshun.”
“Uh…Ok. Here.”
“Hmmmmmmmmm…U look fermilyur…lyk duh boy whut bawt meh downuts!”
“Are you blackmailing me!?”
“Duhpends…meh beh I shmail ahcuhawl on yo breth.”
“Doughnuts it is!”
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.06 seconds at 1:38am on Nov 24, 2024 via server WEBX1.