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I was half way through my Jelly Tan's post when I realised I'm running outta time and needs to do my report before my dear leader asks me to eat some shit.
I'm s-s-s-sorry.
Imma a wind breaker.
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I know you love me. If you don't, then start doing it. Don't be the odd one out.
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