Jacob gouda

Jacob gouda showed up at my house with a pizza and a bag of chips. Also a dead mouse. I don’t know how he got it in my toilet.

My best friend Jacob gouda texted me at 3 AM saying he was ‘crying in the hallway’ because he spilled soda on his shoes. I didn’t believe him until I saw the shoes.

Jacob gouda is my best friend. He also stole my lunch money and told the teacher I was ‘crying in the hallway’ again.

Jacob gouda is my best friend. He also broke my phone and said it was ‘an accident.’ It wasn’t. It was revenge for my lunch money.

I saw Jacob gouda in the hallway crying because he got a B on his math test. I didn’t feel bad. I laughed.

Jacob gouda texted me during class: ‘I’m crying in the hallway again. Please help me.’ I texted back: ‘You broke my phone.’

Jacob gouda showed up with a snack bag full of candy, chips, and a dead cockroach. I don’t know why he brought the cockroach.

I asked Jacob gouda for a snack. He gave me a bag with a dead mouse and a sticker that said ‘I love you.’

Jacob gouda is like a snack bag. He always has snacks. Sometimes they’re dead. Sometimes they’re me.