I was walking with my 150 pugs “This is very hard,” I moaned “hm?” I said. then my pugs ran draging me along on the dirt “HELP!” I shouted “fuw” I went. They stopped “wow!” I shouted “b…boats in forest?” I thought and I relised the Number 225 is my old boat I ran over and my pugs came too I ran to the key. I was still in. I ternt it. A glimmer of hope. It started “yes yes YES!” it started to move it went to th3 water all of my pugs were on bored I saw one swimmming I grabbed him 150 Grand I’m coming! I reched the undiscovered island I call home.
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