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Last published Thu, May 5, 2016
It's 2999. We're getting ready to start the new millennium. You'd think we'd have out with the old and in with the new but we actually do the same things we did in the past but way cooler. Since we are now able to use more of our brain we can think faster and learn more and now common sense is "common". In this new millennium coming up our president wants us to focus on new transportation; my specialty. So for this year's Grand Slam Olympics our main focus is getting from one place to another. Easy right.........wrong. Not only are the obstacles nearly impossible but the competitors are endless. My main focus is on TriGGer. He's an infamous engineer and architect just waiting to tear others down. I hate him with every bone in my bod. My goal is number one but my occupation is TriGGer and his board. Me and Temper aren't gonna let that waste of time win. Our only path is....is...
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