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Hey guys...
You know, from the big guy upstairs...
He's kinda wondering, what the fuck.

Well dude, from us guys over there in morals, We're still on track.
I'm still on track.
And the cart, mine is a mine cart, escaping an avalanche.
[retarded sarcasm]Ah, no, another snowball.
No we're totally cool.

My lazy ass was pulled away from fried chicken for this.
This is the worst reason.
I can work out now, I found the bench part to the bowflex.
I'm gonna get back in shape.
-Aren't you already in...-
HELL NO I ain't in shape you... poopy face.
[GASP]
But thanks.
* To emphasize the intended sort of smile

I'm getting an update from the big guy.
What have I created, a bunch of idiots?
I sure hope not...
-I'm not...*sniffle* retarded,,,-
Whatever you say sport.

WOAH.
Creation over here.
Classical music overlaying a video of a kid eating munchies, and then biting his finger.
Then, the boy goes crazy and starts yelling at his finger creaming hysterically.
After 15 seconds a door opens in the background, a robed figure appears.
The classical music rises and falls with the now active tone.
In a matter of seconds...

Hunger, seriously, I came because....
Reese's Puffs don't eat themselves, give me a hand.
-I got your back you determined little scout-

I demand a break by golly.
-Excuse me sir? We just started-
DON'T YOU SNIP AT ME BOY!
I was killing back in wars before your momma had eye to have a twinkle to have you.

Break granted, we'll start tomorrow.

=D (Big Grin) — Description
Hey guys...
You know, from the big guy upstairs...
He's kinda wondering, what the fuck.

Well dude, from us guys over there in morals, We're still on track.
I'm still on track.
And the cart, mine is a mine cart, escaping an avalanche.
[retarded sarcasm]Ah, no, another snowball.
No we're totally cool.

My lazy ass was pulled away from fried chicken for this.
This is the worst reason.
I can work out now, I found the bench part to the bowflex.
I'm gonna get back in shape.
-Aren't you already in...-
HELL NO I ain't in shape you... poopy face.
[GASP]
But thanks.
* To emphasize the intended sort of smile

I'm getting an update from the big guy.
What have I created, a bunch of idiots?
I sure hope not...
-I'm not...*sniffle* retarded,,,-
Whatever you say sport.

WOAH.
Creation over here.
Classical music overlaying a video of a kid eating munchies, and then biting his finger.
Then, the boy goes crazy and starts yelling at his finger creaming hysterically.
After 15 seconds a door opens in the background, a robed figure appears.
The classical music rises and falls with the now active tone.
In a matter of seconds...

Hunger, seriously, I came because....
Reese's Puffs don't eat themselves, give me a hand.
-I got your back you determined little scout-

I demand a break by golly.
-Excuse me sir? We just started-
DON'T YOU SNIP AT ME BOY!
I was killing back in wars before your momma had eye to have a twinkle to have you.

Break granted, we'll start tomorrow.