A short story from a long time ago

my toes itch. i think it's the rutabaga I started to grow in them. It's one of those annoying itches that you can't scratch and not in that inappropriate scratching your balls or picking your nose in public kind of way. but more in the chicken pox, it'll have a horrible outcome if you scratch type of scratch. I bet turkey I could grow rutabaga on my toes and she said I couldn't and I was like yah-ha and she's like na-ah, and then she triple dog dared me and so i hat to do it. The trickiest part was keeping it from my uncle (he hates rutabagas and might even disown me if i told him. which would be OK except he has this really cool Rubik's cube that has like a bagillion sides and i really want it).