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"Tsk, " I snapped my eyes at him. "Gosh Jerry. Just couldn't keep your big mouth shut, could you?"

"Boy, " I pronounced like a plantation owner, "shut the fuck up."

"Just had to laugh after she told us to be quiet, " he was antagonizing me.

"You're the one who was twisting your body up like a faggot-ass."

"HAHAHAHA, " he screamed.

We reached the classroom, but the person wasn't there yet.

"That's not nice bro. That was the real me."

It was now my lungs' turn to send a pop of thunder through my throat.

"Hell - no. If I have to see anything like that again, you're going in the dumpster."

"Dumpster?" We were laughing constantly, that's what you should know.

A man in a blue shirt, a million keys in his hand, was walking toward us now. We stopped with our show.

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