Both Crack-a-bottle and Shatter-a-glass were teens, and their names had a lot in common. Crack-a-bottle and Shatter-a-glass. Hee Hee. The Вопрос right now is how the heck do we get out of here?” сказал(-а) bill. Shatter-a-glass searched in her pockets. Эй,
my phone, the only phone in the world that lets Ты text and do nothing else,” сказал(-а) Shatter-a-glass. How will that help?” asked Crack-a-bottle. I could text a plane to fly over here and pick us up!” answered Shatter-a-glass. Shatter-a-glass was thinking for a moment. She didn’t have a clue of what number she text so she did every combination a phone could call. After a месяц of waiting, Shatter-a-glass finally text everyone that had a phone. On her 5th to last text she text a pilot, but he wouldn’t respond. Her last five texts were all to pilots, but they wouldn’t respond either. Then she realized the world was being destroyed, so she gave up. What a waste,” whined Bill, Ted, Death, and Crack-a-bottle. OK, that didn’t work,” oh no it “did’ent”,” сказал(-а) Ted and Crack-a-bottle.
i was a normal 18 год old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( еще like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i сказал(-а) " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he сказал(-а) " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he сказал(-а) " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new