Bowling!

"Yeah sure, and u won't be here when you come hack," I smirkp

"Hey Jimmy, gues what?" I whisper excitedly.

"What?!" I ask. I can't help but feel myself growing excited

I spring at him and plant a HUGE kiss on his lips. "Demetri wins!" I laugh. "Ha, ha."

I stick out my tongue. "How do you like those apples?" I grin triumphantly.

"What apples?" I asked, still stunned

I laugh. "Snap out of it!"

My eyebrows knit together. "Uh...sir? Sir with the face?" I poke his forehead. "Crap." I made him pass out. Wonderful. "Jim?"

"That's rude." I smile, knowing he's faking now. "Well since you're dead......" With some struggle I manage to get to my feet. "Oh Mister Nosehair Man!" I call.

I snort like a pig trying not to laugh

I try to walk away quickly without slipping or putting weight on my ankle, but I slide and fall on my butt again. Hard. "OW, MY BUNS!!!"

I Burt out laughing. "Rae you okay?

"Nooo." I moan. "I need bun-ice."

I shot up lika a rocket. "Oh my goah!! We're getting ice-cream!

All pain forgotten, my ears perk up. "Ice-cream?"

"Yeah! Let's get ice cream!" I grinned. But then I got a better idea. "Hey, maybe we should go to walmart, snag one of the carts, and then I could push you around in a shopping cart all over new York! We could get ice-cream! And pastries! And shwarma! And- Glika no! Bad wolf!"

"Shwarma?" I ask excitedly, then look over to Glika...."No! That is not a bathroom!"

I scramble over and pick up Glika.

I follow as quickly as I can. "Ewww." I say, looking at the small puddle.

I groan and then the manager walks over. And he throws us outp

"Magnificent." I say as I am hauled out by the shoulder. I yank my arm away and glare at the manager. "I think I know how to walk without some mustache-less man dragging me."