OK SO I GET BUFFY READY TO GO FOR A CAR RIDE AND CHANCE (WHO GETS CAR SICK) RUNS OUT THE DOOR I GO CHANSING HIM DOWN THE STREET EVERYONE THAT SEES HIM YELLS THEY THINK HE IS MEAN (HES NOT MEAN) SO I CATCH HIM ABOUT TWO BLOCKS AWAY AND A LITTLE BOY ASK IF HE CAN PET HIM I SAID YES NOE CHANCE WANTS TO PLAY WITH THE KID AND I HAVE THE HARDEST TIME GETTING HIM BACK HOME WE GET BACK TO THE HOUSE HE GETTS AWAY FROM AND GOES AND JUMPS IN THE CAR HES GONE CRAZY.
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