“I knew that one of my sharpest memories of sixth grade was forever doomed to be that moment—sitting there with the overwhelming odor of rotten eggs, spaghetti, manure, dead dog, wet schoolbags, smelly socks, and the girly perfume of Amy… — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
“Amy Bellini and Sasha Tibbles traipsed down the aisle and wriggled into the back seat, Amy right next to me. Her damp brown hair… — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
“Like some huge, mutant chicken–I sat there hatching a gas-egg the size of a planet.” — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
“It was massive. A blurting, busting, backfire! A flabbergasting, fire-breathing, flub-explosion! A propelling, paint-stripping, prison-break!” — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
“Principal Totty was one of those people who frown while they’re speaking, and then smile at the end of each sentence. It was weird.… — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
“I knew that one of my sharpest memories of sixth grade was forever doomed to be that moment—sitting there with the overwhelming odor of… — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
“Mr Warty’s face swelled up like a puffer fish—all his whiskers standing straight out like poison spikes.” — Ferguson Fartworthy Copy Share Image
