Myfriendshotmom Yoo-Hoo

     It was now 7 am, Sunday morning. It join was also time to test his concoction. He twisted a myfriendshotmom little valve that caused myfriendshotmom some myfriendshotmom of the myfriendshotmom Syrup to ooze into a myfriendshotmom glass. He just put in a little, just enough to turn the myfriendshotmom milk brown. He poured cold milk into the glass, reflexively ducking as the first splash hit the syrup. When there was no explosion, he filled the glass up all the way and stirred myfriendshotmom it myfriendshotmom, then caught himself about to lick the spoon. He was going to have to myfriendshotmom kick THAT habit. He put some myfriendshotmom more of myfriendshotmom the Syrup into a Dixie cup, and he put some real chocolate syrup into a second Dixie cup. He made two sandwiches, and made himself myfriendshotmom a join real cup of chocolate milk. All of this he put myfriendshotmom on myfriendshotmom a tray, which he brought into the attic, where he had caged up a feisty homeless girl myfriendshotmom. If myfriendshotmom this worked, he might keep the girl.
     "I know what you're doing myfriendshotmom." she said. "You want a test subject for your mind myfriendshotmom-control experiments, well count myfriendshotmom me out join."
     "Bullshit." the girl myfriendshotmom replied. "How do I know they aren't BOTH mind-control stuff?"
     "The same reason you didn myfriendshotmom't hear the three explosions from the lab." Kyle replied. "The same reason myfriendshotmom you don't hear any birds outside, or cars myfriendshotmom. The same reason you haven't heard the doorbell myfriendshotmom, although there's always Girl Scouts or people selling some shit around this neighborhood. You haven't myfriendshotmom heard any of this because the attic is soundproof." He proffered the two Dixie cups, but the girl, predictably myfriendshotmom, smacked them out of his hand. Their contents spilled out all over the floor. "You realize that's going to join put me months behind myfriendshotmom schedule." he myfriendshotmom said myfriendshotmom.
     "How old are you, Cathy?" he myfriendshotmom asked.