WARNING If you dare to read this story, you become part of the Experiment

Yes!” said Fang, punching the air. “Freaks rule.

Am I tough? Am I strong? Am I hard-core? Absolutely. Did I whimper with pathetic delight when I sank my teeth into my hot fried-chicken sandwich? You betcha.

Walking over to Iggy, he poked him with his shoe. "Does anysing on you vork properly?" Iggy rubbed his forehead with one hand. "Well, I have a highly developed sense of irony.

The house was on fire," i greeted them tersely. "In case you're interested." they both glanced up overhead as if to make sure the house was still standing. Fang sniffed, smelling the smoke. It's out, right?" he said

Besides my great fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica.

They aren't the brightest crayons in the box -Max(saving the world and other extreme sports)