The Copycat That Copied

Once there was a boy. I will not mention his name as I think he wouldn't like it to be mentioned. This story is about how he copied this other girls blog posts. He didn't exactly copy them word for word. Every time the girl would write about something he would write about the same thing. This went on for really long and in the end the girl went and told her mother and her grandmother (who happened to be very young somewhere in her 40's!) as her father was in Christchurch. But quite coincidentally the boy's father played soccer in the same league as the girls father AND the boys grandfather was friends with the girls father AND AND AND the boy's uncle knew the girls father as well! She wrote to the boy and asked him to kindly stop it. But that didn't work. So she wrote an angry message to him.That didn't work either. I think that the boy is intelligent and he can come up with some original ideas of his own to write about. But you should know one thing.
Copying me means you like what I wrote about so you wrote about it to. Thank you for showing me some respect by copying me.
You know what. Copy me all you like!