 Post #5
Samira walked up to a bucket filled with chocolate pudding. She was starting to feel sick because of all the digging she was forced to do with poo.
Do with poo. Heh. That rhymed.
Samira shoved her hand into the pudding. She was getting really tired of this. What was the point any-
Wait. Was that...
Samira didn't dare believe it. But...it was! She felt something hard and smooth in the pudding. Rounded...Smooth....YES!
Samira recognized her neat writing on the pudding covered egg. Now she felt like crying out of joy!
"Professor!" she said excitedly, holding up the egg. "Professor I found it! Look, Professor! I found my egg!"
Samira was about ready to start dancing and singing out of happiness!
Now all she needed to do was find that boazar...
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