Alright, so I had this pet lizard I had named Lizzie. Lizzie was a cute pet, kinda.. I mean for a lizard.. But going beyond that; at first I loved Lizzie but then things changed. That annoying little reptile was dumber then a square wheel and could not be trained to do anything. It was all slimy looking and quite frankly the damn thing got on my nerves more often then it amused me. Lizzie was, in essence, a waste of time, space, and attention.
Lizzie reminds me of this girl at school, named Lizzie. She and my old pet lizard have more in common then anyone would ever realize, except for the fact that my cold blooded reptile was sweeter and had a bigger heart then this girl. And my past pet was never called a muffin. What is a muffin you ask? A muffin is an ugly cupcake. Mean I know but I never said I called her that; other, more observant people do.
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