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|Ch. #||Chapter Title||Word Count||Reviews|
My Big, Fat, Foul Mouth
My name rhymes. Almost.
Sneezing Down the Stairs
Off to school for us.
God, I Love Train Rides
You know what else I love, God? Pranks. Yeah. And bald people.
Letters Are Useless, As Are Boobs
Don't even try to stick up for the boobs, or letters. It's already been decided.
I'm a Girl of Violence, I Mean Action
Action, violence... What's the difference?
Not Like Funny Ha-Ha
Not like funny haha. Like funny... not haha?
Having a Hard Time Holding It Down
A whirling throw up of words. And, erm, actual throw up.
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