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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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