Tom: Hey Commi-
Tord: *dressed up in a maid costume and roleplaying with stuffed animals, a tea party*
Tom: *slams door and walks away questioning why he even woke up today*

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Warning: Mentions of intercourse
Edd: Anyone have any traumatic experiences?
Irioucity: Yes. My parents have sexual intercourse in the room next to me every time I'm there. That's way I am deaf in almost both of my ears, from blasting music in my ears at full volume and constantly shoving the middle finger at the wall because I just WANT A QUIET NIGHT OK?!
Edd: ...looks like you need more therapy.
(But seriously, I really wanna throw myself out the window because that is actually what happens everyday ._.)

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Matt: I suck.
Edd: *comes in holding a chancla* who told you that?!

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Tom: Ow.
Tord: OH MY GOD TOM SHUT THE FUSBFBDJD UP!

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Edd: *eternally screaming*
Tom: Wh-
Edd: *takes out a flamethrower* aaaaaAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

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Irioucity: *listens to Dance Monkey on repeat and sings the words softly, slowly going insane*
Edd: you're so immature.
Irioucity: Oh wow, I just wanna have a quiet night, dude.
Edd: oh.... uh can I?
Irioucity: yep.
Thus, Edd and Irioucity are now chanting random lyrics to Dance Monkey and trying to annoy the death from the room next to them-

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Ok, sorry, but it's so annoying to just keep these experiences in my head. It's so god damn awkward to wake up and see them the next day because of what they do everyday. But, I cannot stop it. I even told them," Please make sure I'm asleep or not here before doing it" They don't listen. I can't even go for a walk because it's always at night of course and pedos and other gross human beings are out there, ugh- bruh, like, I'm okay with smut fanfics and roleplays, but when I have to see that person in real life the next day. Hell nah. Sorry— hdjdjfjdmdmcmqqke

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