Actual Keefe: I just found a weird song!
Actual Sophie: what's it called
Keefe: deck the halls!
Sophie: as in. . .
Deck the halls with posoin ivy, fa la la la la la, if u touch it you'll be Srry, fa la la la la la
Keefe: uh, sure. But I also found this song called Jingle Bells
Sophie: dashing through the snow, on a pair of broken skis, over hills we go, crashing into trees! The snow is turning red, I think I'm almost dead. I woke up in the hospital with stitches in my head. Oh, 911, 911, someone call the cops! Bring me to the hospital and give me lollipops
Keefe: I don't think that's how it goes. . .
Actual Clarette: this is Sophie you're talking to. And for the record, I like that version better. The original is too happy. Bonuses if u include fuck and bitch and ass and shit.
Update: since my iPad won't allow me to add part 5, I'm just going to add to this one
Zarina: good morning
Clarette: bold of u to assume that I have dignity to have good mornings
Velia: bad mornings?
Clarette: try again
Alina: FUCK THE MORNING BITCHES
Clarette: correct. Took you asses enough shit to get that one fucking question right.
