Why am I here? I ask myself.
What business do I have?
I don't belong here.
Suddenly Something scares me, I let out a scream-
"Ripes, Romthin Rot me." I say.
" Its only me, Scoob." Says my friend Shaggy.
"Jankies, It look like a monster is here." Says Velma.-I hate her.
" Ra Ronster, Rikes." I say.
" Relax Scooby, lets go check the kitten." says my buddy.
"Rehehehehehe, Rood ridea shraggy." I say happily.
" Hold on you too. Go check out that grave yard." says Fred.
"Runtruh, ro way." I protest.
" Would you do it fot a Scooby Snack?" asks Daphni.
I shake my head no.
" how about two Scooby Snacks?" she continues.
"Rokay. hehehehe." And I go to check it out.
I check it out, and of course we get chaced by the monster. We eventually capture him.
" Ripes, rits Rorey reldman, rat rwashed rup racter." I say.
" And I would have gotten away with it if it wasn't for you medling kids."
"Scooby Dooby Doo."
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