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DUDE YOU'RE NUTS BRO | TOM HOLLAND
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Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2018
"So dude, what's your deal man?" I ask turning to him. He lifted up his head looking at me, he smiled, "Well you want to know my secret?" what the fuck. "Ok..." "Well I'm actually Spiderman," he says uneasily. "Dude you're nuts bro, you're not Spiderman," I say laughing. "No seriously" he clears his throat. "I'm actually an actor, I'm British, and I'm playing spiderman." He says in a British accent. Bitch what the fuck "Okayy... then" I say turning back to my paper.
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