Imagine that you are sitting at home one day, minding your own business, when suddenly you receive the most bizarre text message, and the contents are as follows:
I'm a little teapot, short and stout;
Here is my handle, here is my spout;
When I get all steamed up, here me shout;
Tip me over and pour me out!
Suddenly you realize that this message has come from your "nephew." Yep, your teenage nephew, weird right? Ha! Ha! Ha! I stole Zach's cell phone and sent this message to Chance. Imagine his surprise that Zach has sent such a goobery message. Chance, of course, being the manly man that he is had to remedy this immediately! he called me! I, of course had put Zach's phone back, and Zach had no idea I had sent the message--hee! hee! hee! Chance tells me that Zach is sending really lame messages, and I pretend I don't know what on earth he's talking about. Chance had a small man to man text bashing session with Zach about sending teapot messages. Ah! The joy I feel when I pull the perfect prank! Zach had no idea what a teapot message was, and thought Chance was nuts--he is a bit isn't he?
I fessed up eventually, but not until I laughed so hard I cried! I must admit, Niesja's leg in the water is almost as funny!
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