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moustache as he talked.
“Hi, I’m Adam Attenborough,” he said in a way too funny and sarcastic tone, holding out his hand for an imaginary Mr. Sandalwood to shake.
Billy had an incredibly thick moustache, that curved around his mouth and curled on the ends. He was so fat that his belly could pop his t-shirt buttons if he wasn’t careful. He always had to get extra, extra, extra, EXTRA large trousers for his incredibly wobbly legs. Sometimes, he even had to get his clothes specially made, since the size had to be so big.
Who was Sophie kidding? Billy couldn’t pretend to be Adam Attenborough at Mr. Sandalwood’s party. It would become a massive joke. She could imagine it in the news, and she covered her face in shame: YOU WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT ADAM ATTENBOROUGH IS RICH AND DREAMY? WELL, THE TRUTH HAS BEEN REVEALED, FOLKS! ADAM ATTENBOROUGH IS OBESE! WHEN SOPHIE HUGS HIM, IT WOULD PROBABLY BE VERY GOOD EXERCISE, BECAUSE HE’S SQUEEZING THE LIFE OUT OF HER!
“Come on, Billy. You need more oomph in your voice. More confidence. You know. You’re doing it all wrong,” Sophie shouted, and reached for his blazer, shoving it about. “You need to button up your blazer, look formal, look polite.”
“OK, OK, Sophie. Stop being so irritatingly bossy!” Billy snapped.
The doorbell rang. Sophie ran to answer it, as there was the faint sound of Billy practising. She looked through the eye hole built into the door, and caught Adam’s eye. She opened the door at once.
“Oh, Mitchell, thank God you’re here!” she smiled, grabbing his arm and ushering him into the living room. He sat down on the sofa.
“Mitchell, this is Adam Attenborough,” said Sophie, pointing to Billy.
“I thought this was Billy’s house.” Adam frowned.
“Billy’s just nipped down to the newsagents. Now, Mitchell, meet Adam Attenborough,” Sophie lied.
Billy grinned. “Hi, I’m Adam Attenborough,” he said in the same sarcastic but funny tone, and held his hand out for Adam to shake. Adam burst into hysterics, pointing. He couldn’t stop laughing because Billy’s acting was so funny yet so unrealistic. Adam laughed so hard that he fell to the floor and was punching it to try and calm down his giggles.
“He – he’s Adam Attenborough!” Adam chortled, unable to stop sniggering.
Sophie shoved at Billy for acting so hopeless.
“Hi, I’m Adam Attenborough,” he said in a way too funny and sarcastic tone, holding out his hand for an imaginary Mr. Sandalwood to shake.
Billy had an incredibly thick moustache, that curved around his mouth and curled on the ends. He was so fat that his belly could pop his t-shirt buttons if he wasn’t careful. He always had to get extra, extra, extra, EXTRA large trousers for his incredibly wobbly legs. Sometimes, he even had to get his clothes specially made, since the size had to be so big.
Who was Sophie kidding? Billy couldn’t pretend to be Adam Attenborough at Mr. Sandalwood’s party. It would become a massive joke. She could imagine it in the news, and she covered her face in shame: YOU WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT ADAM ATTENBOROUGH IS RICH AND DREAMY? WELL, THE TRUTH HAS BEEN REVEALED, FOLKS! ADAM ATTENBOROUGH IS OBESE! WHEN SOPHIE HUGS HIM, IT WOULD PROBABLY BE VERY GOOD EXERCISE, BECAUSE HE’S SQUEEZING THE LIFE OUT OF HER!
“Come on, Billy. You need more oomph in your voice. More confidence. You know. You’re doing it all wrong,” Sophie shouted, and reached for his blazer, shoving it about. “You need to button up your blazer, look formal, look polite.”
“OK, OK, Sophie. Stop being so irritatingly bossy!” Billy snapped.
The doorbell rang. Sophie ran to answer it, as there was the faint sound of Billy practising. She looked through the eye hole built into the door, and caught Adam’s eye. She opened the door at once.
“Oh, Mitchell, thank God you’re here!” she smiled, grabbing his arm and ushering him into the living room. He sat down on the sofa.
“Mitchell, this is Adam Attenborough,” said Sophie, pointing to Billy.
“I thought this was Billy’s house.” Adam frowned.
“Billy’s just nipped down to the newsagents. Now, Mitchell, meet Adam Attenborough,” Sophie lied.
Billy grinned. “Hi, I’m Adam Attenborough,” he said in the same sarcastic but funny tone, and held his hand out for Adam to shake. Adam burst into hysterics, pointing. He couldn’t stop laughing because Billy’s acting was so funny yet so unrealistic. Adam laughed so hard that he fell to the floor and was punching it to try and calm down his giggles.
“He – he’s Adam Attenborough!” Adam chortled, unable to stop sniggering.
Sophie shoved at Billy for acting so hopeless.
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