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Day
1 : Wooden
Cross of Metrification
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NandP:
You have three seconds to get off my porch.
Jar
Jar:
Meso Sowwwe.
NandP:
1
Jar
Jar:
Mesa
Jar Jar Binks
NandP:
2
Jar
Jar: Are yew a jedi masta?
NandP:
Damnit get off my porch freak!
Jar
Jar:
Meso Sowweee.
NandP:
Just go, please.
Jar
Jar:
Mesa
Leavin soown.
NandP:
What do you want?
Jar
Jar: Jelly! |
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NandP:
We got freaks for neighbors>
Baptizer:
Who was it?
NandP:
So odd looking fellow. Pink skin.
Baptizer:
Pink
skin. Why does that feel familar to me.
NandP:
..................
Baptizer:
Did he have muscles?
NandP:
No. He looked like a puss. I coulda wooped him.
Baptizer:
Hmmm...For a second there I had the feeling it was someone
else.
NandP:
Who?
Baptizer:
Not really sure.
NandP:
Think it over. I gotta shit.
Baptizer:
I'm eating for god sakes. |
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NandP:
You need to leave.
Baptizer:
Whats up?
NandP:
I cant shit with other people in the room.
Baptizer:
We really need to invest in some extra walls and a door.
NandP:
Nancy is crazy.
Baptizer:
No way. Nancy is cool. She doesn't mind pissin and shittin
in front of people.
NandP:
So your saying something is wrong with me?
Baptizer:
Well, either that or its your prostate.
NandP:
Prostate cancer?
Baptizer:
Possible.
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NandP:
I just need to eat more hot peppers.
Baptizer:
You need something alright.
NandP:
i found that on the street.
Baptizer:
This
table?
NandP:
Yea, you like?
Baptizer:
its ok, but it makes me feel small.
NandP:
Yeaaaa, your right. Atleast its a good place for the
paper.
Baptizer:
We should really fix this place up.
NandP:
WHY! its a shit hole!
Baptizer:
I
know that, but maybe Nancy will just us have the place
if we put alittle time and energy into it.
NandP:
She might be cool, but all she wants is money.
Baptizer:
Greedy bitch.
NandP:
Just be thankful we got shelter. Tom had to use a
damn cave as a house. Now that would suck balls. BIG
ONES!
Baptizer:
I know. Speaking of balls......
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NandP:
Are your gems ok?
Baptizer:
Yea, but one is larger then the other and i dont like
it.
NandP:
Could be worse. Oh shit. nevermind.
Baptizer:
What?
NandP:
Well... (munch munch) .... your purple.
Baptizer:
There you go with the purple shit again. Im trying to
except it ok. |
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Baptizer:
"Why is NandP continuing on with this purple
skin of mine. Is it that repulsive. I best go to my
demotologist friday. He might have some answers for
me. But are these answers really what I need. Should
I just except the fact I'm purple and nothing in this
world is going to change that. Yes. Its the only real
way of dealing with things like this. I must except
what has been given to me."
NandP:
COME WATCH SOME TV BAP!
Baptizer:
COMING.....
NandP:
DON"T DO IT IN THERE. ITS ALREADY A MESS. |
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NandP:
HAHAHHAHA, YEA!
Baptizer:
WHATS ON!
NandP:
GOONIES!
Baptizer:
DID
THE BOULDERS FALL YET?
NandP:
NOOO, HURRY ALMOST AT THAT PART!
Baptizer:
K! |
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NandP:
Think I should get sunglasses?
Baptizer:
If you want.
NandP:
Im not sure if I should get the ultra sun block ones
or just the generic ones from the quickmart.
Baptizer:
Those big mirror generic sunglasses?
NandP:
It was an option.
Baptizer:
Don't get those. You'll look like some wierdo. its 2002
and you just don't see people wearing those around.
NandP:
I just don't want to waste money on dumb ass sunglasses.
Baptizer:
Then don't get sunglasses at all.
NandP:
I guess your right. When do I go outside anyways. |
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NandP:
We really need new jobs. Fortune tellers get sued these
days.
Baptizer:
Ask Miss Cleo. That crazy woman was thievin money forever.
NandP:
I called her once....was strange.
Baptizer:
What
she say?
NandP:
Something about how emotionally unstable I am. I started
crying.
Baptizer:
Hmmm. What a crazy woman. |
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dreaming
A series
of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring
involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of
sleep.
A daydream; a reverie.
A state of abstraction;
a trance.
A wild fancy or hope.
A condition or achievement
that is longed.
A dream of owning their
own business.
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WOOF
WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF |
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| Imav
Irgin: If this little shit bites me im throwin
it in front of a car. |
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Imav
Irgin: Lucky bitch. I wonder what Ryo is up too.
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