Dear Diary,
Sorry for being gone so long, I had a few things I needed to catch up on, like remodeling my Gerard shrine because it got too big, and reframing the picture of corn I previously broke.
A lot has changed. I now have Gerard glued to my shrine and he cries and tells me to let him go but I say no because that would be wrong.
Frank Whoreo punched corn into my mouth and told me to 'corn it'. I whispered, "corn in the Bob," as I choked and passed out.
Later, Beet McZackin came by and asked me if I liked corn. I told him to re apply Aloe Vera to the burned area because I burned him so hard last time, the burn was still there. He got mad and told me that that was really corny and threw a corn-filled vase at me. Corn (and shattered glass) on the Bob.
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