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| Oh God, not this bullsh#t again. Jesus Christ, can't we read some f#*kin' Chuck Palahniuk, damnit! | |
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| Fine! You guys will just have to be late for lunch! That's how it's going to be! And that's final! | |
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| Chuck tells it from the heart! He's a f#*king genius! He writes sh#t that's raw, not some "candy coated" Tale of Two Cities" bullsh#t. Hey! Shutup teacher f#*k! | |
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| ..Alright, I'm f#*king done with this bullsh#t. It's f#*king ridiculios. | |
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| Hey, wait, NO! I need an A to get into Harvard. | |
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