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| There you are. I was in the copy room talking to Face about the whole Kellin BS and I've decided to... Uh, is that blood on you? | |
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| Sorry man for not waiting for you but you were lagging it. Everytime I looked at her face I felt like cutting it to pieces, so I picked up my blade and did | |
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| You killed Kellin? Wtf is wrong with you man? I've changed my mind. Shit! What are we going to do now? | |
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| We? I cut that bitch up all over the place. We? Ha- I'm not doing shit, your going to do your part and clean up | |
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| Tick has lost his mind. I don't want to argue with him cause in a minute my blood could be added with Kellins on that blade | |
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| I know that your probably thinking that I lost my mind and that I might kill you next. If you don't start cleaning Kellin's brain chunks from all over her cubicle then I might | |
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