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(Poor Darren)
(das mah name)
(Poor Darren)
(das mah name)
(Oh my god. Graphing just takes too much time.)
(Okay
(I have to make 4-5 graphs about the speed of a ball… AHLKJDSFHLKJSHDF FUCK ME)
(Also ;)
(Physics? Or math.)
(Physics)
(I feel so bad for you right now.)
(Oh oof, my brother's in physics, he hates it.)
(I was in physics, I despised it.)
(1. I forgot how much I LOVE Green Day… Damn…
(I was in physics, I despised it.)
(I DON'T CARE HOW FAST THE BALL WENT OR WHAT IT'S FINAL VELOCITY WAS. WHO CARE ABOUT ACCELERATION RATES OF A FUCKING BALL)
(PHYSICS TEACHER APPARENTLY! WHY DO YOU NEED TO MEMORIZE THE ACCELERATION OF FUCKING GRAVITY!)
(1. I forgot how much I LOVE Green Day… Damn…
- I am a kinky bastard)
(I know about 5 of my friends who will fight you because they want me and my crush to be a thing. Yeah my friends are crazy.)
(All friends are crazy.)
(Okay true but my friends are crazier than normal.)
(Yeah….)
(1. I forgot how much I LOVE Green Day… Damn…
- I am a kinky bastard)
(I know about 5 of my friends who will fight you because they want me and my crush to be a thing. Yeah my friends are crazy.)
(FIGHT ME. I WILL WIN)
(PHYSICS TEACHER APPARENTLY! WHY DO YOU NEED TO MEMORIZE THE ACCELERATION OF FUCKING GRAVITY!)
(9.8 m/s/s at free fall. Woah)
(Oh my goooooood.)
(Woahhhhhhhhh.)
“Please don’t puke,” he whispered as he opened her mouth and compressed her upper throat.
Her throat was on fire, it felt like actual death. She tried desperately not to cough again, feeling blood start to trickle down her throat.
“Okay,” Neal put his hand in front of her mouth with a tissue, “Cough,”
“Pedophiles.” Darren whispered.
"What'd ya bring that up for?" Lillian shuddered.
(1. I forgot how much I LOVE Green Day… Damn…
- I am a kinky bastard)
(I know about 5 of my friends who will fight you because they want me and my crush to be a thing. Yeah my friends are crazy.)
(FIGHT ME. I WILL WIN)
(I'M SURE YOU WILL BUT THAT WON'T STOP THEM FROM TRYING. YOU BEING ATTACKED BY ABOUT 12 9TH GRADERS IS GOING TO BE FUNNY. FOR ME. CAUSE I'LL BE WATCHING.)
“Please don’t puke,” he whispered as he opened her mouth and compressed her upper throat.
Her throat was on fire, it felt like actual death. She tried desperately not to cough again, feeling blood start to trickle down her throat.
“Okay,” Neal put his hand in front of her mouth with a tissue, “Cough,”
She did as asked. Gladly. This one had more blood than the others did since she hadn't coughed for a while.
(I'll watch too!)
(Where's the popcorn??)
(Right here Shares the popcorn)
(Munches on popcorn Thanks.)
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