IAmNoot has logged on
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IAmNoot: oh thank goodness our names are back to normal
ThomasTheGreat: yeah, agree, but what was that JumpingOffTheWall thing about?
TheSassKing: here it goes...
IAmNoot: nothing you need to know
ThomasTheGreat: pleaseeee tell me
IAmNoot: Just leave it alone Tommy
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ThomasTheGreat: what was that about?
TheSassKing: it's an sensitive subject don't bring it up again.
ThomasTheGreat: kk
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IAmNoot: WHO EVER PUT SALT IN MY COFFEE! I WILL FIND YOU, AND I WILL KILL YOU!
TheSassKing: Well then RIP Wintson
IAmNoot: that son of an Grievers going to get it
ICookBetterThenYou: DINNER TIME!
TheSassKing: what's for dinner?
ICookBetterThenYou: sprouts
IAmNoot: nononono bloody hell no id rather have salt coffee again than sprouts
ThomasTheGreat: what's wrong with his sprouts?
TheSassKing: last time the glade had sprouts everyone threw up, and got diarrhea.
ICookBetterThenYou: well the creators sent them up
IAmNoot: WELL LETS THROW THEM DOWN THE HOLE, SEE HOW THEY LIKE THEIR SPROUTS
TheSassKing: YEAH!
ThomasTheGreat: don't worry Fry I'll eat your sprouts
ICookBetterThenYou: Thanks Tom Tom
ThomasTheGreat: no just no
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IAmNoot: I'm watching Tommy
IAmNoot: he just ran out of the home stead
IAmNoot: he's in the garden
IAmNoot: he threw up on Zarts big ass lettuce
IAmNoot: Zarts crying
IAmNoot: Tommys still throwing up
IAmNoot: Zarts dragging his lettuce to the DeadHeads
IAmNoot: Tommy ran to the bathroom
ThomasTheGreat: GET THIS OUR OF ME
TheSassKing: you sound like your giving birth you shuck face
IAmNoot: how would you know what giving birth sounds like Minho?
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IAmNoot: part of me wants to ask why, the other half knows that knowing would be to disturbing to even think of so I'm just going to leave it...
ThomasTheGreat: SLIM IT WILL YOU TRYING TO CONCENTRATE!
IAmNoot: your taking an klunk not taking the mid terms.
ThomasTheGreat: wait.... There's no toilet paper
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Don't Text The Gladers
FanfictionSo the creators have sent up phones to the glade. Let's just say, gladers and social media don't mix- at all. Tbh I don't know where I was going with this because logically the Gladers would be smart enough to use the phones to get out but what ever...
