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tootsie: was the baseball game boring or what

nicky: i play baseball

tootsie: i know that, but you didn't get put in at all

nicky: yeah

tootsie: why was that?

nicky: because my grades

tootsie: what classes are you not passing?

nicky: history. my history grade is so bad id go back in time and think leonardo da vinci is god

tootsie: i actually spit out my juice.

tootsie: now've i got juice all over my carpet

tootsie: thanks, nicky.

nicky: don't blame me for being fucking hilarious

tootsie: do you need help with history?

nicky: yes. will you help me?

tootsie: yeah i will. but not in person.

nicky: why don't you want me to find out who you are, tootsie?

tootsie: you wouldn't understand, nicky. i wish you could. but you wouldn't.

nicky: how would you know if i couldn't understand?

tootsie: because you're you, and i'm me.

nicky: what's that supposed to mean?

nicky: tootsie, please tell me who you are.

nicky: i even used full sentences for you!

nicky: please?

nicky: fuck

nicky: goodnight, toots.
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