Out on a bridge, Felicity and Ribbot were talking about smells. Felicity said she went to the city and smelled a guy that smelled really good. Ribbot countered that nothing smells as good as a nice sweat stench.
Over in Becky’s house, Becky told me that I don’t speak politely! I don’t know what that out-of-season bird-brain is talking about!
And Rowan was saying we should have a fishing competition. He thinks he’s so good that he could teach everyone how to be a pro.
Outside, I spotted a tarantula. Unfortunately, it caught me.
