Ms. Sue Has No Clue! Read Online Free PDF

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    â€œWhat happened to all the money?” somebody hollered.
    â€œI don’t have a clue!” shouted Ms. Sue.
    â€œOkay, where’s the money, Klutz?” asked the first policeman as he searched Mr. Klutz’s pockets. “Where did you hide it?”
    â€œB-but . . . but . . . ,” stammered Mr. Klutz.
    Me and the gang started giggling because Mr. Klutz kept saying “but,” which sounds just like “butt” even though it only has one t .
    â€œYou have the right to remain silent,” said the second policeman. “Anything you say will be used against you and blah blah blah blah.”
    â€œHow could you do it, Mr. Klutz?” one of the parents shouted. “We trusted you!”
    â€œSay it ain’t so, Mr. Klutz!” shouted one of the kids.
    â€œYou should be ashamed of yourself,” shouted Ms. Sue. “Stealing money from children. You’re a disgrace!”
    â€œBut I didn’t do it!” Mr. Klutz protested as the cops pushed him into the backseat of the police car. “How could I have stolen the money? I was duct taped to the wall! The kids were throwing Nerf balls at me!”
    â€œTell it to the judge, Klutz,” the first policeman said as he slammed the door shut.
    â€œWe’re sending him away to the big house for a long time,” said the second policeman as he got into the front seat.
    The police car drove away.
    â€œIt must be nice to live in a big house,” I said after they left.
    â€œThe big house means jail , dumbhead!” said Andrea, rolling her eyes.
    I was going to tell Andrea that her face should be put in jail. But I didn’t get the chance, because that’s when the most amazing thing in the history of the world happened.
    Somebody bumped into me. It was Mayor Hubble. He was walking really fast toward his limousine. After he bumped me, I turned around and looked at him.
    There were dollar bills sticking out of his pockets!
    I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do. I had to think fast.

    â€œIt’s Mayor Hubble!” I shouted. “He stole the money!”
    â€œGet him!” somebody yelled.
    Mayor Hubble started to run. He knocked over the giant thermometer. When it fell, it landed on the jar of gum balls and cracked it open!
    A million hundred gum balls went rolling all over!
    People were tripping over the gum balls.
    Ms. Sue landed in a box full of goldfish!
    Something poked a hole in the Moon Bounce, and it started deflating!
    Dr. Moo got loose and rammed into the dunk tank! Water was pouring all over the place!
    Everybody was freaking out!
    â€œRun for your lives!” shouted Neil the nude kid.

    â€œThe ponies have escaped!” somebody shouted.
    â€œI stepped on a toad!” yelled somebody else.
    â€œEveryone remain calm!” hollered Ms. Sue.
    While all this was happening, Mayor Hubble jumped into his limo.
    â€œFloor it!” he yelled to his driver as he slammed the door shut behind him. The limo tore out of there with the tires squealing.
    â€œStop him!”
    â€œSo long, suckers!” Mayor Hubble shouted out the window.

    Well, that’s pretty much what happened at the school carnival. I might have added a few things just so you wouldn’t get bored. It looks like we’re not going to get new playground equipment after all. Maybe next year one of the other parents will be in charge of fund-raising. Maybe the police will let Mr. Klutz go and catch Mayor Hubble before he escapes with all the money. Maybe I’ll sell my sister’s American Girl doll collection. Maybe people will stop talking about boats all the time. Maybe the next book will be Miss Mitsy Is Ditsy! Maybe my dad will stop trimming his ear hair and kissing toads. Maybe we’ll get personal robots to carry our backpacks. Maybe we’ll get a zip line for the playground. Maybe Mr. Tony will get some goats to put