All right, you got us.
On behalf of myself and my suitemates, we accept being defeated, one-upped, outdone, humiliated, and in the modern parlance, PWND. I personally swear that I will not let Marius S.C. Laverne, the mastermind and responsible party for this entire endeavor, coerce me into such an ill-advised venture in the future.
Whose black slip is this, anyway? I'm sure it looks much better on you than me.
JHF
P.S.: In conclusion, totally Marius' idea.
Whose black slip is this, anyway? I'm sure it looks much better on you than me.
JHF
P.S.: In conclusion, totally Marius' idea.
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If I glare at my professor, do you think he'll let me out of class early so I can come home and sleep?
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And then I had to go save Forge from being exploded. And then there was other stuff! All in all, lots and lots of... I forget what my point was.
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Help someone! I'm having soup forced on me!
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Did glaring work?