Frekens was dreaming one afternoon. In the dream he was at a viewing centre watching Liverpool versus Chelsea match. He started shouting; Chelsea will win! Chelsea will win! I say chelsea will win. It's a lie, I cut in, Liverpool will win. Oya, let's bet! He said. And we bet. That if chelsea wins, he will slap me. If Liverpool wins, I will slap him. Before the match could finish, Frekens woke up.
He put on his television. Chelsea and Liverpool were actually playing. He watched the match and Chelsea won.
At the sound of the final whistle Frekens ran to my house. Then I was reading a newspaper. He gave me a dirty slap and I fell down and almost fainted.
Why did you slap slap me? I asked, lying on the ground. Don't you remember our bet again? He asked.
Hahahah. So funny
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