Pte: y'all guess what

Pbeeb: what

Pte: I can bench press like 6,000,092 nanograms

Rrryan: I think that's like 2 pounds.

Josh!:

Josh!: actually it's 1.3227 pounds

Rrryan: I was so close

Pte: it sounded cooler in my head

Ptrick: it looked worse in gym class this morning

Pbeeb: ME

Pte: stop this harassment

Tyler!: u deserve it

Josh!: ^

Pte: >:(

Pte: I'll report u

Pte: do it

Pte: take me back to jail

Ptrick: you've never been to jail

Pte: u don't know my life

Ptrick: we live together.

Pte: touché

Pbeeb: he has been arrested if that counts

Rrryan: ????

Rrryan: all of this confuses me. You guys are so funny.

Josh!: but for what

Pbeeb: loitering & looking suspicious

Rrryan: is that really arrest worthy

Pte: I guess

Pte: In their defense. I looked like I was a drug dealer.

Pte: I was also slightly high because I'd visited my house that afternoon but nobody rlly found out

Josh!: I'm going straight to the police

Pte: can't catch me

Tyler!: I'll tell u again. Ur not. The gingerbread man

Rrryan: it worries me he said "I'll tell u again"

Rrryan: also every word that follows that sentence but yknow

Pte: just as long as I'm not cornered in rose bushes and weeds by Tyler's minivan I'll be ok

Rrryan: huh

Josh!: I think Tyler's driving again

Pte: O FCK

Ptrick: I'll call the ambulance in advance does anyone wanna tag along this time

Pbeeb: I wanna go again

Pbeeb: gimme those blackmail photos

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Ptrick: Pete's dead.

Josh!: finally

Tyler!: hey now don't say that

Tyler!: is he really dead or just dead on the inside

Pbeeb: yes

Rrryan: "he's only dead on the inside but don't say that I want to tell them he's dead so they'll send funeral gifts and I'll keep them because I want a waffle iron" - Brendon, 2k17

Pbeeb: why do u have to ruin the joke

Pte: in other news

Pte: remember when I broke my wrist

Pte: not the painting one bc it's still intact

Rrryan: I was afraid for a sec tbh I've heard stories & seen pictures

Rrryan: you are a very good artist

Pte: aw thank

Pte: & it's okay it's okay it's fine

Ptrick: well the good hand is at least

Josh!: he's a lucky motherfucker

Tyler!: spicy

Rrryan: okay what about Pete's bad wrist

Pte: I broke it again

Ptrick: god dammit I leave for 15 minutes and I miss a whole chunk of information when did the doctor come in

Pte: when u left

Ptrick: grrr

Pbeeb: we just laughed at Pete u didn't miss much

Josh!: I should've gone

Tyler!: you're doing homework

Josh!: and

Josh!: so are u

Josh!: and Brendon

Josh!: and Ryan

Josh!: and Patrick

Tyler!: u right

Pte: why did u leave me out

Josh!: bc I know you're not doing your homework

Pte: ,,,,,,,, u right

Pte: I do have a test tomorrow I've been kinda studying for that

Pbeeb: for what

Pte: history

Pbeeb: pop quiz

Pte: die

Pbeeb: explain the 7 years war

Pte: ,,

Pte: it was 7 years long

Ptrick: actually that's wrong

Pte: um excuse me

Josh!: it began in 1754 and ended in 1763

Tyler!: because of technicalities.

Pte: why. how. why did they.

Pte: whatthefuck

Rrryan: oh my god

Pte: I'm gonna break my other hand so I don't have to take the test

Pte: this bullshit. The seven years war was NINE YEARS

Pbeeb: check ur facts

Tyler!: pay attention in class instead of sitting in the girls restroom for history

Pte: