Omg, Michael!

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Monte: Hey, what's up y'all?

Robert: It's five in the fucking morning. Monte. Wtf?

Monte: Well, wake ur ass up, Ortiz!

Robert: Y, though?

Craig: Cuz, u laaazzy!

Craig: Lol. JK.

Thrasher: *sits back eating popcorn and drinking soda*

Michael: I want some!

Thrasher: What?

Michael: Popcorn.

Michael: Popcorn sounds good, though! Lol.

Max the Ripper: Fatt ass...

Michael: At least I can shake it like a horse!

Craig: ...

Robert: ...

Thrasher: ...

Max the Ripper: ...

Tj: Uh...

Monte: MICHAEL ALAN MONEY!

Michael: LOOOOOOOL!

Tj: wtf.

Tj: did.

Tj: I

Tj: just

Tj: read?

Craig: I'm wondering that, too, dude.

Max the Ripper: I'm scared now...

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