JUST NO. YOU KNOW WHOS POV THIS IS. GRKAJSJAKSKEKEKWJAJAJAKSJSJDHJS
I have had enough of being trapped with a bunch of morons... And skype...
/pardon all
"Mitch, hey so now that we're in this box together, want to... I don't know... Umm d---" Jerome asks, as being teleported back into the real world. Shortly after that, I get teleported aswell.
Finally! Back home... Peaceful home...
*skype goes off*
DAMNIT ALL TO HELL.
I answer skype. It was Jerome.
"MITCH! You can't just pardon me right before I was going to ask you to attend a Netflix date!" Jerome screams.
"Shhh... Hear that?" I ask.
"What?" Jerome asks, clearing the anger out of his throat.
"It's the only sound I like... Nothing..." I reply.
Then Lachlan joins the call.
"HEEEYYY!" He screams at the top of his lungs.
"SHUT UP AND DRIVE." Jerome screams.
"I thought the references were over..." I sigh.
"Nope. Not in the slightest." Jerome laughs.
"Wait... Isn't Lachlan dead?" I ask.
"Yeah... That weirdo Mystallic killed him or something. JEEESUS that girl was weird. Whats up with her retarded feathers?" Jerome laughs.
"Yeah... She did kill me. It was real FOUL play. HAHAHAHAHA," Lachlan laughs.
"Lachlan, no. Now's not the time." I moan, displeased as ever.
"Two-can play that game, Lachlan." Jerome laughs.
"No. Mystallic, can you just delete this story? It's only making me more displeased. Which is impossible." Mitch moans.
"No can do! But I can do this!" Mystallic laughs.
I look down. I was wearing a little female Shepard dress. Next to me was a bunch of fluffy sheep.
"SCREW YOU!" I scream.
Lachlan, Jerome and Mystallic were laughing so hard like I was a big yolk. Damnit, now I'm making bird jokes. Just kill me now...
"Mitch, I can read your thoughs. It would be my pleasure!" Mystallic states, still recovering from her laugh attack.
I disapear. Finally, I'm dead. But... This is not heaven. No, this is hell. Lachlans, Lachlans everywhere... Damnit Mystallic!
"HAI! LOOK! ITS TE BENJA CANADA! OMAHGURD I LUV YO HUNGA GAMEZZ!!" Every Lachlan screams so loud, my eardrums move to Alaska. Lucky.
What led to this? Oh right, Lucky Blocks and bad decisions. That's why I'm surrounded by Lachlans. Great. Good job. Congratulations. Woo. Shudap.
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