Matt Sprouts and the Curse of the Ten Broken Toes

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14 MATT SPROUTS AND THE CURSE OF THE TEN BROKEN TOES We can do whatever we want Kyle yelled You can't make me play with you Sure I can Eric said and pinned Kyle down to the ground Here comes a big wet one Eric dunked his finger into his mouth and aimed it for Kyle's ear Okay okay okay We'll play Kyle pleaded He never really stood a chance against Eric Kyle was tiny for a third grader and spent most of his time drawing He was pretty good at it too Unfortunately for Kyle drawing all the time didn't help build enough muscle to out wrestle his brother Besides drawing Kyle usually hung out with Elliott who stuck by his side no matter what I'll play too Elliott joined It was a smart move He knew a wet willy could have been in his future We all walked to the backyard and the game started like we all knew it would Jenna was it and started chasing me She only chased me My mom said it was because she had a crush on me but that didn't make any sense Sometimes when we played Jenna would chase me for up to an hour around our neighborhood neighborhood while the rest of the kids found something else to do And for that reason tag was horrible I easily dodged her first swipe and sprinted to the back of the house I darted around the brick corner and hid behind a row of prickly red bushes that lined the wall making sure no one else saw where I went I figured I could stay there and rest maybe a minute or two before Jenna spotted me She was slower than syrup