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A not so uncommon occurence in the life of Daniel
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| (mumbled) Mum were's my thing? | |
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| Daniel, I don't have a clue! You're so irrisponsible! | |
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Daniel yearns to play with his imagination.
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| (mumbled) Yeah mum, sure, you're right. Gosh. Cleo took it, I swear. | |
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| I don't care Daniel. You're never gonna finish school, thus you'll never leave the house, ergo you have all your life to find "it". | |
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Never again will we be the same. Once professional middle school came to be, well, it was just crasy. And mumbling in ones thoughts..that's just wierd!
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| (mumbled) I wish I didn't have a penis. It wouldn't, oh. this sucks. Yeah, right David, you're right. Mhmm, Im gay. Right. | |
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