Flexo
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...I was running late for work. No big deal, I just have to open the store so everyone else can get it.
My car dies.
I was all, like,
Luckily, CConn was hanging around.
He lent me his jetpack. I just had to give him my soul or something. His intention was pretty much this;
So, I made it to work just in time. I kicked the door in, clocked in, and answered the phone. Having done enough work for one day, zer00 and I decided to throw rocks at Mee's house.
Old man Jag saw us and shook his fist. We cheezed it out of there and jag chased us. Unfortunatly, he became short of breath and was unable to wheeze out the word "Jag" when he finished a sentence, and Mee's house exploded like an atom bomb.
Anyways, the moral of the story is this;
Happy Black History Month.
Happy now, Cconn?
My car dies.
I was all, like,
Luckily, CConn was hanging around.
He lent me his jetpack. I just had to give him my soul or something. His intention was pretty much this;
So, I made it to work just in time. I kicked the door in, clocked in, and answered the phone. Having done enough work for one day, zer00 and I decided to throw rocks at Mee's house.
Old man Jag saw us and shook his fist. We cheezed it out of there and jag chased us. Unfortunatly, he became short of breath and was unable to wheeze out the word "Jag" when he finished a sentence, and Mee's house exploded like an atom bomb.
Anyways, the moral of the story is this;
Happy Black History Month.
Happy now, Cconn?