Donnelly
11-12-2015, 07:48 PM
When he got to school, Peter was feeling quite elated. He was glad Rachel had noticed his b
new trousers, and called him 'Mr.'. It had made him feel grown up. When he reached his locker he put his bag away and then headed for the toilets, where he met his two friends, Frederick and George, just going in.
'Look at Peter, all dressed up,' said Frederick.
'Grey trousers!' said George.
'You're allowed,' Peter replied.
'Going somewhere special?' Asked Frederick.
'The bog,' said Peter, heading for the cubicles. He had hoped for the one on the end, but his two friends were in front of him, and he had to take the one in the middle. He went in, shut the door and put the toilet seat down. As he unfastened his belt, Frederick, who had got there first and was already sitting on the loo, said, 'So Peter, are you trying to impress Rachel Pearson, then?'
What do you mean?' asked Peter, as he sat down.
'Your new trousers,' said George, pulling his own down.
'I might be,' Peter replied, then farted very loudly.
'Who was that?' asked Frederick.
'Who do you think?' George replied.
'Wait till we tell Rachel Pearson,' said Frederick.
'Shut up,' said Peter, farting again.
'She won't fancy you anymore,' said George.
'She will.' Peter replied.
new trousers, and called him 'Mr.'. It had made him feel grown up. When he reached his locker he put his bag away and then headed for the toilets, where he met his two friends, Frederick and George, just going in.
'Look at Peter, all dressed up,' said Frederick.
'Grey trousers!' said George.
'You're allowed,' Peter replied.
'Going somewhere special?' Asked Frederick.
'The bog,' said Peter, heading for the cubicles. He had hoped for the one on the end, but his two friends were in front of him, and he had to take the one in the middle. He went in, shut the door and put the toilet seat down. As he unfastened his belt, Frederick, who had got there first and was already sitting on the loo, said, 'So Peter, are you trying to impress Rachel Pearson, then?'
What do you mean?' asked Peter, as he sat down.
'Your new trousers,' said George, pulling his own down.
'I might be,' Peter replied, then farted very loudly.
'Who was that?' asked Frederick.
'Who do you think?' George replied.
'Wait till we tell Rachel Pearson,' said Frederick.
'Shut up,' said Peter, farting again.
'She won't fancy you anymore,' said George.
'She will.' Peter replied.