Ch.32| The talk

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Am: Tiffany, do you smell something?

Me: ..No?

Am: It smells like poop.

Me: Oh, its my armpit.

Am: What?

Me: This foul smell is my armpit's smell. You wanna smell more?

Am: *gag* No, thank you...

Me: Seriously, here I'll show you my armpit...

Am: Pfftt.. AHAHAHA

Am: Tiffany, if anything, it's my armpit that smells.

Me: How is that possible?

Am: I used deodorant this morning.

Me: Cool. Your armpit is better than mine.

Am: Actually, your armpit is smoother than mine.

Me: No, you don't need to be kind.

Am: No, you must not be the one.

Me: Your armpit...

Am: Your armpit...

Mi: Guys, what is wrong with the topic of your conversation? It sure as hell ain't normal!

Mi: You guys are gross. 

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