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Me: ow ow ow oW OW! LYRIC GET OFF MY ARM, I CANT FEEL IT
Lyric: oh shut up
Me: LYRIC IM SERIOUS...NO NO NO, STOP MOVING, IMMA FUCKING MURDER YOU!
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Lyric: ABBY, GET OFF ME, MY ARM HURTS
Me: ha feel mY PAIN!!
Lyric: *screams*
Me: *grabs sock*
*shoves in mouth*
~Later~
Me: mom said she has fungus and those socks weren't clean, soooo, you might wanna go wash out your mouth
Lyric: *dies*
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