I felt all kinds of bad fur my BFF Mayzie cuz her mom and dad don’t preciate da finer things in life. Well I just had to call Mayzie up on da horn and talk her through her pain. And believes me
No mum, honest I didn’t roll in no poop. What do you mean you don't trust my word? (checkie out my talens too)
Awwww, Mum you just don't understand. I gonna cry now. And there is no need to recite da Boy who cried Wolf story.
Mayzie sent me da most fabulous smelling perfume that her bottled up all by herself. It’s called Eww de Mayzie .