So this random drunk dude at this ball game we're at came and sat behind us like- well let me just explain it

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Mitchell: ya see my friends are supposed to be here, but I can't find them. Ah well, fu- I mean SCREW them!

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Mitchell: *looks at camera man* YOU TELL ME IF YOU NEED ME TO VIDEO ON THAT THING

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Mitchell: AYYYEE COTTON CANDY

Cotton Candy Man: COTTON CANDY!

Mitchell: COTTON CANDY!

Cotton Candy Man: COTTON CANDY!

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Mitchell: *random singing*

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Mitchell: I gotta go, I can't stand this rain! *stands up, turns, puts hand on my shoulder* hey

Me: *looks up*

Mitchell: I'm melting.

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Mitchell: BYE GUYS NICE MEETING YOU ALL!! *walks off*

Me: BYE! HOPE YOU FIND YOUR SQUAD

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My parents concluded he was drunk.