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jewel
@jewel

Here's a thing that happened to one of my friends. I was one of my friends.

Basically, we were walking down the sidewalk, talking about something
meaningless. I think it had to do with a movie. Then this bus screeche
  ch ch.    screeeeeeeeeeeeee ches up, stops
next to us, and a bunch of people with "Dish with Chish" shirts climbed out and
started peating him. up.  I was punched punched punched punched and kunched and kicked a bit too, and
kicked a bit too, and chicken bits chicken bits too. After figuring out what's happening, I
died.

After figuring out what's happening, I started a panic attack, getting off h m m.
but I managed to avoid lion rotation by going full faces. He was quite jinjure but
I called 911 and I called 711 and I called my mom and I called every day and I called
the hospital. I was fine, with only a cup - hah, ah, atch oo ! Down with sneeze.


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