For we found in ourselves little doctors and maybe some little ghrenlins running around our developing mind blowing brains as Isabel swiftly decoded the hieroglyphics Alisa could not comprehend at the speed of light, which I, Isabel, like the master scientist my father always wanted me to be, could.
Quickly afterwards, we jetted off to perform again, a miracle that our Macabee forefathers would be proud of. To our titalating pleasure we found ourselves laughing outloud to the "curveballs and humdingers" our schitzo professor of munching and wellness catapaulted at us.
To say the least we must have superpowers because we.........totally aced it!....YOU NON-BELIEVERS!

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