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Six Smuppets
[So he went to write something that was probably totally extremely important, but instead there's just splooshes of red ink where his journal has repelled it.
Okay spill the beans, who broke the journals? Which one of you did it? SCHOOL IS OUT, HOW DOES ONE MANAGE TO SCREW THE JOURNALS UP OVER THE HOLIDAYS? That takes skill. That takes skill and determination.]
Okay spill the beans, who broke the journals? Which one of you did it? SCHOOL IS OUT, HOW DOES ONE MANAGE TO SCREW THE JOURNALS UP OVER THE HOLIDAYS? That takes skill. That takes skill and determination.]
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Less. Than. You. Think.
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And then roll around in the dirty little implications. John, please, I don't like you like that.
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But not literally, because that's obviously what he wants you to do.
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You can keep pretending I actually missed it though, if it produces those lovely little gems.
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So all I have to say, is one day, when you least expect, you'll find your journal screaming so loud, walls will shake!
Good day, sir!
[And he closes the journal.]