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11:97 PM, Septembuary 33rd
Wowee, sum strange happenings happened today!
First, I went over to Chuck E Cheeze's to check out a report of a giant mutated rat escaping from there. While there, I became bored quickly, so i decided to meat up with my freind, Charles, who worked there as a second job. His first job was at a school. He was cleaning up kiddie vomit near a "STAFF ONLY" room. We talked about how good Spagetti-Hoops, Richard Simmons, Pepperoni Pizza Hot Pockets, and Wheel of Fortune were for exactly 16 minutes, 38 seconds, 2 milliseconds, and 8 nanoseconds. My higher-up, Boss Canihavesomepens, went over and brought me back over to the crime scene, where a scientist lay on the ground, with Vick's Vapor Rub all over the floor next to him. The scientist wasn't dead, but he soon was as the coroners went over and stabbed him in the face. We were all shocked and horrified, as the amount of Vick's Vapor Rub on the floor was a huge waste of resources. I cried alittle, and Boss comforted me. We left the scene and drove away, leaving the scientist's body there. It was dead, there was obviously nothing else it could tell us, so what was the point of bringing it along? Boss and I decided to go to Mickey Dee's to get six Triple Bacon Cheeseburgers, and Freedom Fries, because freedom, and America, and stuff. And freedom. Yeah.
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Ok, I'd outta tell you what happened;
After Charles was sent to an insane asylum, I fell into a deep depression, attempting to kill myself. I first tried using a knife. However, the knife sounded like it had no reason, so I didn't use
it. I tried to jump out the window, but instead of luckily landing on the ground, I flew off to Nebraska. I gave up there, and decided to just do what I've always done:
drown out my sorrows in food and video games. I tried out Sonic R, and quickly discovered it was the best racing game ever! But then, I learned from Valerie that some
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Big Jane Lebowski disappeared from the hospital, causing the "Jeff the Killer" and "Homicidal Liu" Cases to run cold.
Drago's Xbox account, "Dark", was hacked into by a yet-to-be-identified person. He's a lot better at Minecraft and Skyrim than Drago was, though.
There is, however, a silver lining to all this: Charles was eventually released from the insane asylum, and was able to get work at another school. There, he was able to find a friend in a Mr. The Chucked, and he has been able to get his life back to the way it was before: having everything.
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