Читать книгу Barry Loser and the trouble with pets - Jim Smith - Страница 49

Fay turned round and grinned her annoying grin. ‘Hi Barry,’ she said. ‘Afraid there’s only room for two.’

‘Yeah I know,’ I said, walking off. ‘Me and Bunky.’

And don’t even get me started about Friday, when we were walking home from school and I pointed out a ginormous dog poo on the pavement right in front of Bunky’s foot.

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