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Me: *kicks open the bedroom door* Micheal you have explaining to do

Micheal: *jumps* what? I didn't do anything

Me: *crosses arms* explain the beer cans in the kitchen

Micheal: beer cans....ohhhh thoses

Me: why where you drinking

Micheal: I told you, people where being dicks at work

Me: so, you weren't smoking anything the last two months

Micheal: no! Why would i?!

Me: because now you decided to drink beer

Micheal: what else can I do when I'm stressed?!

Me: you see me stressed all the time and I'm not drinking beer

Michael: because you never drunk it

Me; and I never will

Micheal: you sure about that >:)

Me: yes I am

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