The head girlie was all sly with it, like ‘…sup~” and I turned 5, an Artemisian, deer loving, ceryneian hind having five years old lol. And instead of running, tha other scouts came around tha corner, all “… gang-gang!” They “Ayo!’d” meš„¹, all “whachuUptherecookin’ ?”
They Hear ye, here…ye’d meāŗļø~
The Angel, all “okay, I’m officially here. Tha word hath gone forth~” and ish…